Picture perfect thoughts of you
A memory, a portrait
An image conjured, photographed
Had I scanned or simply forged it?

A drawing, sketched on paper
Fantasy or make believe?
Your image there before my eyes
But, have I been deceived?

Standing in a line up
Would I remember, would I lie?
Your mind plays tricks, confuses you
Makes up false alibis.

The clouds, the dust, the wind that blows
Fills the air with dreams
We hang on to those images
Of what things were, or seemed.  


Photo from Google Images: gettyimages.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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