A faded picture
Full of hope
With mother and child
Ahead the unfurled road
Lays crumbled now
In some forgotten drawer

Memories held
In black and white
Faded with each
Passing night
Were only relived
When they temporarily
Came to light

The mother's grave now
Overgrown with tears
The child's face now
Overgrown with years
And the faded picture
Now lies still with hope



Brian Kilpatrick

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-faded-picture/