His eyes. What does he see? <br />His mind. Where is it now? <br />Those thoughts, that look, <br />I wish I knew. <br />I want inside his head! <br />A smile, not of laughter, <br />A memory recalled, <br />Reminiscing for just one take, <br />His curtain call <br />Before the final click <br />Then it’s lost to all <br />But him. <br />It’s personal.<br /><br />PAUL COLVIN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-photograph-14/
