In Black & White Our home is so full of you, Romantic novels on shelves And pictures of your family On walls. Found a faded photo of my Mother in a drawer, memory Of this modest woman filled My eyes. Stranger in my own home, I have to look inwards to Remember that once I too Belonged. Pictures on the wall, faces Watching me, keeping their Secrets in black frames of Her memories.Birth sign: Scorpio
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