Let me queue,
you, into a great,
decorating style.
A bedroom, where,
your eyes, close
and reopen, to
a smile.
To my grandmother it was a picture of Jesus, rescuing two children from a storm. My mother said it was pictures, of me and my sister. For me, it is pictures of places, my wife, and I have been fortunate enough to visit together. I hope you have, or soon, find yours.