Why I Left My Heart in San Francisco #poetry #photography

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Palace of Fine Arts ~ L. Moon 2010

memories of a child

filtered through the glass of the rainbow

stained and etched color jubilee

standing on a rocking bench

bay wind lashing clothes and hair

no thought that the waves

and you so wee

could make you its bobbing captive

Memories of a child

filtered through the glass of the rainbow

grasping for the end of the stars

dancing to the ringing chimes

of the bell calling out through the fog

ride me to the end of the line

those jaunty cable cars

catch the end of tomorrow

Memories of a child

filtered through the glass of the rainbow

feeding squirrels her task

Golden Gate park their chosen home

It’s It dripping through small fingers it's it

The Art Deco pavilion a staid lady

musical notes of the past in her grasp

a view of a garden paradise

Memories of a child

filtered through the glass of the rainbow

never letting go

the sounds and smells

of the city she loves best

her heart is left behind

pressed in the pages of a living album

San Francisco

her city – her home

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photograph of Edwin Deakin’s painting ~ 1915

Artwork: Edwin Deakin

Photographer: Thanks to Mark James Miller for allowing public domain access to this work

“Palace of Fine Arts” © L. Moon