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You took a photo and it caught me there
in faded wrinkled jeans, with uncombed hair
a slightly crooked smile and startled stare.
I would have posed, if given half a chance
remembering perhaps our old romance
the early pas de deux- the ancient dance.
But too much time has passed, the years have flown
Our youth is spent, even our children grown
No record of the compromise we’ve known
So, unaware, with sunlight in my eyes
time, and the camera caught me by surprise
as when, with brief display, desire dies.
by Kathy Lundy Derengowski
Editor’s Note: The sleek use of rhyme in this poem makes this poem deceptively easy to read, but the narrative is anything but.
Thank you, Christine, I am honored to be published on AutumnSky.Thanks for all you do for the poetry community. KLD
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Of course it should read “Too much time has “Passed”! Where is my copy editor when I need her???
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Kathy, I’ve fixed the typo. 🙂 -Christine
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Thanks, Christine. For some reason it showed up on my feed and the spelling jumped right out at me. Can’t believe we both missed it the first time. My oldest daughter is a copy editor and gets paid to catch these mistakes. I am so pleased that you were able to fix it. I hope you are having a great summer. Southern California is sweltering- heat and fores😳
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Of course I meant “fires”- one typo after another😊
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