Memories

• Emma-lea Coppola, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2010

I dropped a photo frame on the floor and glass shattered everywhere.
Glass covered your smiling face in the photograph.
It was nothing, it was no big deal at all I was taking it down anyway, off the wall. Just to put it up in my closet high above where I can see, what's happened in the past and how you once had such a hold on me