Once Jenny took pictures <br />of people and places, <br />Catching the moment <br />and witness the traces, <br />Making a story <br />out of her past, <br />Plead fading colours <br />to stay for last. <br /> <br />Once Jenny took pictures <br />of good times and laughter, <br />Remind me of sunshine <br />in rainy days after, <br />Remind me of warmth <br />when days have gone cold, <br />Remind me of Jenny <br />when I look back the moment. <br /> <br />Jenny took the picture <br />But all these pictures <br />of lovers and friends <br />Remind me of things <br />that slipped through her hands, <br />Remind me of Jenny <br />My only best friend <br />I’ve already lost. <br />And so, her album <br />with pictures is closed. <br /> <br />7.January 2008<br /><br />Mary Wismer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jenny-my-only-best-friend/
