“I like this photo
of me! ”
She cradled it
happily in her palm.
The photo was old
and looked sleepy.
I could see it
dreaming itself.
“You’re in it
too! ”
I looked & couldn’t
see me anywhere.
Your head
had been cut off
and most of your eyes
(only the lower lashes showed) .
Golden curls
grew on your shoulders
like epaulettes.
You wore
a lovely smile
and nothing
much else.
“But where am I? ”
“That hand is you! ”
she smiled her lovely smile.
I squinted.
A hand
all alone
spider-like
had crept
just in to the left hand bottom side
of the photo.
“Tilly took it
when she was two! ”
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/favourite-photo-for-scarlett/
