Still frames in her mind 

I look at a picture 
I see her smile 
Her hair shining in the sun 
Her eyes shining like 
stars on a clear night 

In the picture is a happy child 
A picture of how it used to be 
Memories trapped in a still 
frame of her mind 

All her memories are trapped 
in those still frames 
All of then now so far away 
Her hair no longer shines 
in the sun. Her eyes no longer 
shine like stars on a clear night. 
The still frames are gone. 
The projector burst in frames. 
Sadly, her memories are gone as well. 
Just still frames in her mind.