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(Our Favorite Poem by Edward Guest)
Here is her photo. Just as she smiles
Just as she was..a gay little child.
Here is her picture, a school girl of ten,
Oh, she was lovely and radiant then!
Here is another to mark what has been.
This shows her wearing the charms of 16.
Cap and gown picture, the college days are over.
Can you remember the dress that she wore?
Now comes a young man to walk by her side.
Here is a portrait of her as a bride.
Swift are the changes that come with the years.
The bud none remembers when the bloom appears.
Yesterday's glory is lost to the eye.
The past is forgotten as time rushes by.
But in these pictures the lost charms still live.
And to her children, her childhood they give.
Here we have stored her life as a whole.
And captured the glorious growth of her soul.
Time never turns backward, it's old charms to give.
In photographs only, can yesterday live.
- Edward Guest
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