Sepia (C) 1-16-10

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Holding a Sepia picture in the hands of the one who took it From its beauty it's a wonder that anyone forsook it Symbolizing its age with the color of the burnt sepia Looking into the past when John was cursed with diarrhea Oh the laughs the cries all from the sepia image When our son first went across the line of scrimmage Memories sail across our mind like ghost in the air Like many movies playing simultaneously more than we can bare Sad times, mad times, and even some glad times Thinking of all the funny stuff and thinking of the bad times Its crispy shade of brown shows the importance of this memory All the colors and hues fade to a lesser gold that is entitled with perfect imagery Time has taken away the color but the feeling is indefinite Even after a thousand years its beholder still holds their respect in it The symbolism of the color sepia can be stretched too any range But in this it shows that no one really fades away just a lot of things change Showing the first kiss the funny faces sometimes a scrape on the arm of Nia A color that shows that everything is everlasting they just turn to Sepia

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