I cast the yellow light upon the picture. <br />Like cellophane it shines peeling away <br />the image hiding in a leafy parchment. <br />The camera clicks and whirs. Slowly, <br />the stubborn image reveals its secret; <br />the humble but proud mother with her <br />children. Even emotion is preserved <br />in sweet Donald's face a puckered lip <br />the sad eyes "Where Did Daddy Go" !! A shot is fired, but no one hears <br />A place of food, but no one eats <br />The people mourn, but do not cry <br />never to age never to die <br />a mannequin's face never lies<br /><br />Anthony C. Winegar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dayton-winegar-is-dead/
