You are a camera who
Freezes my picture in poses
I never intended. “Wait!”
I cry. “That isn”t me!”
But you snap the shutter
And finally mount the prints
Forever in red leather albums
Like flies dead in amber.
Create me instead on videotape..
Showcase my best or better days.
Feature me friendly, zestful,
Dancing or singing. Today
The pond is a frozen mirror
Inviting any skaters design.
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