When I watch you smiling candidly on shiny paper laughing, surrounded by the remaints of your friend's cigarette smoke or when I watch you in your old, worn-out-with-love Levi's with the overused Adia's running shoes standing, with me for your shoulders like I was on top of the world I say when I watch you you framed Kodak memory of a father who used to be the handsome hero of my life used to be my best friend I smile through your faded memory I smile
Based on miss rosie by Lucille Clifton. Read here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15600