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1 min readApr 23, 2020
A Snap in Time
I look at that picture, and it’s as if
We are suspended in time
He forever in the hammock
Me on the ground beside him
Sister Joan snapped it
Coming out of the house spying us
Over forty-five years ago
They are both gone now
Me the one closest to mother earth
In the picture, managed to stay above her
It was like that day would never end
The hot summer air shimmering around us
The poignant hope of the future
Forgotten in the moment
The trees a canopy for out love
Constant, endless, steadfast
Just a snap in time
