Photograph
I’m looking at a photograph
From over forty years ago
And everything within it
Is either lost, destroyed or changed
The curtains and the furniture
The television and the chair
All have been discarded and
I wonder what is sitting there
The person that I used to be
Is standing right in front of me
But every aspect of that boy
Is lost, destroyed or changed
Important that I let him go
To free the man he hoped to be
For in a place within my heart
Their love will still remain

Thoughts
I have a picture of me playing guitar when I was ten years old in my Grandparents lounge. It inspired today’s poem. I look so happy.
It doesn’t seem right to share it at the moment so instead, here is a picture of some food from Bundobust in Leeds.
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