June dribbles - 7

“Come back.”
He slipped away from me
Small pest
While others stood to be
In photos
Somehow always he
An arm
A leg perhaps must be
In every photograph.

My brother
Getting married then
My son
Laughing escaped again
The bride
Welcomed her tiny friend
But please…
In every photograph?

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