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.