Wednesday, June 17, 2015


Picture spins a web of tales-
flashes from the past whiz by.
Images forever trail
once shut in camera's eye.    
Truth lies in the maze of net,
and not what colours portray.
Smiles appear roseate                   
tho humour in disarray.
Spirits - the photo discards.
wits, memories - the mind guards.

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