Picture Frame Poems - Poems about Picture Frame

Empty picture frame I have a frame with no photo or picture inside I don't want a photo there because my past has died I look at this which reflects my feelings and emotion I can only fill it with a face that brings happiness and fortune When you lose things that brings meaning to your life Every day is empty...

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Bare are these walls... I now stand before, that were once adorned with picture frames. The brown boxes are loaded, and these frames of which I speak wait within. The door frame, the frame of the home, the borders that surround my garden, and the walkways I meander in the mornings, frame my memories, of a time once not bounded. And time... the time...

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most serene beauty open for the public view the lakes tree boundaries reflect off the crystal water as our boat glides smoothly along during the fishing derby we are all smiles at our great catch sitting in our boat gaining a tan...

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It seems I did something good To warrant your sweet, sweet smile I just did what I should, Nothing sort of an extra mile It seems I did something good To warrant your sweet, sweet smile I just did what I could, Just enough for a while Your smile, your sweet, sweet smile! Which I had not noticed before Slowly, my memories do compile Like...

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They got me IN A Picture fRaMe uP I was guilty because I was black Running down the street before it got dark I had to be home before the street lights on Before dusk I'm runnin home A police cruiser drives by They got me on their computer They got me IN A Picture fRaMe...

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In every moment, don't forget to smile. Do pray to feel the first kiss of every breath. And in each moment I'll return the favor. Covering the picture of your face. Frame to frame. Our eyes the glass that protects each memory. A sweet smile that becomes the entrance of life itself. Ambitiously half lifted eyes crinkled around the corners. In every moment,...

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It stood alone upon the shelf above the hearth, warmed by flame. I'd gazed too many times to count at those two inside the picture frame Cut square from weathered wood of barn, with rifts from age and gathered dust that 1940's bride and groom did send my mind to wanderlust. She in white gossamer gown with a bashful smile upon her face, and he...

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The sun spills through the window’s pane And settles upon a cherry wood cane. And on that cane an old woman leans As she stares out the window at trees of green. Her mind drifts back to much younger days when Her hair was blond from a summer's sun rays She'd skip and sing as little girls do When the days were...

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Now is the time for M e and you Let's keep our love! Y oung and fresh P ieces of our daily events kept together I n a safe box that keeps our love pulse beating C ollecting epic memories to combat boredom T o eliminate any doubts about us acrude due to aging U nder no circumstances I wanna see...

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PICTURE FRAME MOMENT Everyone admires it as a sunset but it’s not - It’s a sunrise taken one Rocky Mountain morning When I was younger and free to go and come. The far shapes frame the foothills, and in the distance The limitless high plains of Alberta reeling away to the east, Inviting me to...

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MY PICTURE FRAME In my picture frame, I count nine Standing neatly in a row Two are hers and two are mine And that accounts for four Two others are a lady and me Two pastors make it eight And that is all that there should be I count nine – but wait The ninth one is Christ Jesus A reflection from His picture on...

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Picture frame Two Lillies are on the corner of the frame It was a present to my husband and me I never really liked it but it is there For all that visit, to see. A little boy in a garden so grand He’s holding a baby and kissing her hand The baby loves him she smiles up in awe As she looks...

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the stars inside of thee shine so crazy at me that i want you to be the summer breeze of your sweet laughter through a picture frame...

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I do not intend to make a mess Though there might be times I run awry You must be certain I've done my best Even when unzipped might be my fly So take me now in a spirit's haste, and sigh For I was never meant to sing nor dance nor blame But in my mind and in my heart I...

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