
THE PHOTO OF THE WEDDING DAY
In between a picture of you,
and one of great grandma,
on top of the piano that nobody plays,
framed in silver now quite tarnished
is the photo of our wedding day.
Seventy years have passed and our loved ones still smiling,
as they look at us through time.
The old ones have all long passed away
but on that day they danced and sang, vibrant and happy.
And the ones who then were young, handsome and beautiful,
time has led them through life’s paths,
some have suffered,
some we’ve lost,
yet some, thankfully, are still near us
and together we’re here growing old.
Such is life,
such is destiny,
so pass the years,
towards eternity…
Today, thinking we are seventy years younger,
we joke, we laugh, we toast the good old days.
We dream with our feet as we dance cheek to cheek,
a few more drinks and we’ve lessened the stress of all the years we’ve lived,
ninety years old and we still exist.
So as I look at the piano that holds that dear picture,
I thank the good Lord for the blessings we’ve had.
I live thankful and knowing we’re blessed,
and lean back in my chair,
perhaps one more highball
perhaps one more prayer.
C.2024, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, Izmir, Turkey, 21 AUG 2024
bueno!!!
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Muchas gracias!
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Both your painting and the poem capture the essence of what you were trying to say.
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Thank you 🙏🏻 so much Dawn!
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