In A Touching
Kind Of Way

An antiqua picture frame
I found in my attic yesterday
Protects the picture of a lady
Whose beauty warmed my heart
In a touching kind of way.

There is no way for me to know
Who the lady in the picture might be
But I wish I could have known her
And maybe by some miracle
She would have loved me.

I took her picture downstairs
And placed it for everyone to see
If someone asks who her husband was
I will smiling in a low voice say
"I do not know, but I wish it had been me."

Ralph L. Clark © 2002

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