My Photo Album Poem by Lynn Stillman

My Photo Album



A photo album,
made up of pictures
taken by my mind's eye.
In flight, an eagle
gently carries in his mighty talons,
a weary but determined,
white dove of peace.
A group of people,
of all races, different deformities and diseases
sitting together, talking and laughing.
The true beauty of the scene is that the camera
has not captured their outward appearances.
You only see, bared souls and the grace,
of their humanity.
The last picture is of the horizon.
Where each individual who views it,
if they look closely enough,
will find that a great deal of hope
comes into focus especially for them.

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Just a dream I have for mankind.
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