There was a lady in a picture,
She stood there and watched all.
Every morning when I walked through,
She would be staring from the wall.
Her expression never changed,
And her complexion stayed the same.
She just stood there perfectly poised,
And not once has she made a noise.
© copyright by Heather Champion, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
A Lady in a Picture
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Labels: A Lady in a Picture, Heather Champion, poetry
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