Poetry

Photo Ops

Ripping paper tears,
tape(d) to the back 
of yesterday, rends
asunder the frame
of today’s reality.

Too bad the glue
that held the lives
in place, frame-wise,
could not extend
to the flesh and blood
heart-wise.
~~~~
going through family photos and sorrowing over the lives of people torn apart by life.  
There but for the grace of God go I.

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