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Today I went through my forgotten junk box Looking for nothing in particular Old papers, toys, books and frames Trophies, memories both happy and sad Well, there I was thumbing through them all Surrounded by dust and spiderwebs A useless chore I thought to myself I decided to find something better to do. Then I saw it under some books Edges frayed and eaten by age. I snatched it up and dusted away Every ounce of dust and dirt on it. My portrait held the picture of her Her radiant looks and golden smile I stared and felt I had gone back in time To behold a beauty, God's own Monalisa. A scarf on her head to keep away dust Majestic eyes outlined by kohl. Her lips were parted in a playful smile Legs crossed, arms folded while she sat on a rock. Behind her the hills rose majestically Beneath her the flowers formed a carpet of colours Above her the sky was a crystal blue Even nature was trying to give her best. That radiant smile that tugged at her lips Those royal eyes that gazed at me Those looks, that smile was all I could see A heart of gold I'm sure she had too. My newly found treasure thoroughly dusted I felt like a pirate with a box of treasures Indeed a treasure I had found For the woman in the picture is my mother..
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Oct 10, 2015
Oct 10, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC
THE PORTRAIT
Today I went through my forgotten junk box Looking for nothing in particular Old papers, toys, books and frames Trophies, memories both happy and sad Well, there I was thumbing through them all Surrounded by dust and spiderwebs A useless chore I thought to myself I decided to find something better to do. Then I saw it under some books Edges frayed and eaten by age. I snatched it up and dusted away Every ounce of dust and dirt on it. My portrait held the picture of her Her radiant looks and golden smile I stared and felt I had gone back in time To behold a beauty, God's own Monalisa. A scarf on her head to keep away dust Majestic eyes outlined by kohl. Her lips were parted in a playful smile Legs crossed, arms folded while she sat on a rock. Behind her the hills rose majestically Beneath her the flowers formed a carpet of colours Above her the sky was a crystal blue Even nature was trying to give her best. That radiant smile that tugged at her lips Those royal eyes that gazed at me Those looks, that smile was all I could see A heart of gold I'm sure she had too. My newly found treasure thoroughly dusted I felt like a pirate with a box of treasures Indeed a treasure I had found For the woman in the picture is my mother..
For my mother.. sitting on needles yet offering cushions of comfort to others
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Oct 10, 2015
Oct 10, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC
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