The photo’s ripped:
Just us,
Kids inbetween,
One face torn off.
A backdrop that day of blue:
Ceanothus, Lilac, Wisteria
Trailing up to our room.
Smiles fixed
On a lens;
The darkroom of trust.
The darkroom of trust.
Acceptance can’t rescue
A moment lost,
More sacred than memory:
This missing piece.
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