An idea blossomed in my heart
In that beautiful season of winter,
To frame a moment in my life,
For every seasons to come,
A photo frame I got with my whole heart
I measured it to the last millimeter,
A photo I chose from my memory
That i want to last in the days to come,
I filled the frame with the photo with love
I filled the photo with my smile with warmth
I filled the smile with my whole heart
As at that moment time stopped.
The photo frame was in the proper place
Glowing at the affection and care it received,
Little did it know it will become an object
Of hatred in the days to come!
Oh how it would have cried to cherish that moment at least!
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