A portrait on a wall
A record of a life
A Memory of a loved one
Someone's husband, someone's wife

A picture in an album
A photo in a frame
A moment of perfection
In a lifetime filled with pain

An instant caught on a film roll
Reborn in the dark
When the faces emerge from  crimson light
They are eternal; unchanged, unmarked

A long-remembered moment
Immortalised in film
Once, the pictures moved and breathed
Now they all stand still

All great and famous artworks
Painted, sculpted or drawn
Began their lives as a simple photograph
In the dark, waiting to be born.

And when they greet the daylight
And rise out of the dark
The artist's love is preserved forever
Inside one beat of his heart

But sooner or later the photographs
Will lose their clarity
And become quiet, idle moments once more
That only one eyne can see

At the moment this was taken
Life had just begun
But now the frame is shattered
And this roll of film is done