Old Photo

Old Photo
A poem by Rachel

I stare at the photo
The old black and white photo
To see her there,
Alive and free
I stare and stare
At the old photo
Wishing somehow
She was right besides me

My lips quiver
Holding in the tears
My throat hurts
and my eyes turn watery like the sea
I miss her so
Never will say aloud
Miss my sister
Only wish she was here with me

I stare at the old photo
Just staring at the picture
Watching the colors fade
And watch as the life go
The last picture of her
A very old photo
Before she died
Before I had to know

Mom told me a day before
That my little sister,
Was already dying
But it's too late she's already dead
So I stare at this old photo
Of her when she was young
She was already gone
Just like what mother had said

Author's Note

No this is not about me.. I just wrote this randomly

Reviews

[ScarlettTheDreamer]

A deeply felt poem. Beautifully expression. Impressive for a fiction!

[Adelia Alighieri]

Oh this is beautiful and touchy. Very well written.

[Hamkar]

You really set the mood with this one. Well done! It is sad and gives a lost feeling to the reader. I like the part about the colours fading but maybe use less of a cliche, maybe 'watching the colours slowly edge into the shade' or something slightly more creative. I think this may be a featured piece on PEN.

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God--you wrote this excellently-
---such a sad mood--great right-
--very imagistic---i love it!!!

james:-)

[Zoe Anne]

I love this poem; the imagery is great, I love the story behind it, the feeling put into it was nicely done!