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The Old Faded and Worn Picture

Updated on November 13, 2012

The Old Worn And Faded Picture

The picture was faded, cracked, and worn,

Upon an old shelf this picture had been stored,

Their faces were worn and withered with age,

The faces of loved ones from long ago,

Who died in times filled with strife and woe.


The picture had been lost and forgotten,

Put there long ago, I wonder that it wasn't rotten,

I found it lying there on the shelf one day,

While rambling through the old house all alone,

I wrapped it in plastic to carry it home.


The picture I took home, and dusted it off,

There was so much dust, it made me choke and cough,

And there when all the dust had finally cleared,

On the faded yellow paper did appear,

The faces of my grandmother and an aunt so dear.


Now the picture has been finally restored,

And above my fireplace I've hung it with a cord,

The faces are bright and clear now,

Like the faces so love and dear from long ago,

Who lived and died in times of strife and woe.

by Pamlia Wall


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      Pamlia Wall 5 years ago from Ararat North Carolina

      Thank you Bobbi and snakeslane. I am glad you both know why the picture meant so much to me. The thing about it is most of my mother's pictures of the family were burned in a trunk by my stepfather. He didn't want me to have any of them.

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      Verlie Burroughs 5 years ago from Canada

      Pamlia, Family artifacts such as old photos are gifts to be treasured, and your words add another layer of love to these precious memories. Regards, snakeslane

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      PurvisBobbi44 5 years ago from Florida


      My mother loved black and white photos, and I always thought they were so bland---until I lost my mother and now I cherish every black and white photos she left me.

      So, I know a little about how you felt---and I loved your poem.

      Take care,

      Bobbi Purvis