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The Photograph Terri Berry Inside the drawer Close a sweet lilac sprig Kept as remembrance that day Its edges given to roundness By many a secret caress Its gloss worn away The youthful face Shadowing childhood's grasp With slightly parted lips Holds fast a natural smile Readily to laugh As well a kiss The echo of memories Drift softly 'bout the room Each welcome as before Reluctant it is slid back Under the sweet lilac I quietly close the drawer

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