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  At the break of dawn each day
As I awaken, my eyes invariably stray
Towards the niche in the wall
In the passage near the hall -
Where your portrait used to hang.
As I continue to aimlessly stare
The wall is suddenly no longer bare
I see the outline of your face appearing
Those piercing eyes always so endearing
And the proud smile of a young ambitious man.

Gradually the picture seems to change,
I see a receding hairline, graying whiskers
A wiser look and a kinder smile, yet
Something seems amiss, in those eyes.
I see a sadness that never used to be
But before I can ask why the change
I am overcome by a feeling so strange
The image slowly begins to fade...
And memories are all I have left
Through which to wade.
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February 11, 2007
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