Pictures,
in black, white, grey
and beautiful colors of the pallet,
unstained
with the insistence of being liked,
unedited memoirs,
undisputed testimonies
of being joyously alive.
Such pictures that tell
our stories,
that echo the sweet times.
Digital albums,
suddenly bereft of
such pictorial verses.
Linking with Friday Fictioneers
PHOTO PROMPT COURTESY TED STRUTZ
Lovely verse, Ruby.
ReplyDeleteShalom,
Rochelle
Thank you Rochelle.
ReplyDeleteIt is always heartening to hear such kind and warm words from you.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha 🤗