Scrapbook
And here in the
scrapbook of my love,
letters, and treasured
memories, I hold dear
a snapshot of you,
leaning in, listening,
paying attention to me.
The look on our faces.
Yours then.
Mine now.
Precious.
…
David L White
Poem for Amelia
October 4, 2020
5:25 AM
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