The True Story of the Photograph

A Bittersweet story of a mother's love. 


 

The True Story of the Photograph
Words and Music by Larry Wilson - All rights reserved


Verse 1
A forty year-old photograph, remembers the time
A boy and me in swimming suits on a southern shoreline
While the waves washed the shore, we shared those summer days
But a lasting love was not to be and we went our separate ways


Verse 2
But that was not the end of it, a new life had begun
From a girl a mother came and loved the child unborn
They say two wrongs don’t make a right, and I'd learned that lesson  well
So I decided I would handle this and no one I'd tell


Verse 3
Went farther south to have my child, a lovely little girl
Held and kissed, then given up to another mother’s world
I wonder if she thinks of me or even knows that I exist
Seen her in every child I’ve held and longed for what I’ve missed


Verse 4
I saved this wrinkled photograph in a hidden place
If she ever looks me up, she can see her father’s face
The good man I wed has always known and our children are doing fine

And dearest one if you hear this song, know I've loved you all this time

I saved this wrinkled photograph so she can see her father’s face

The True Story of the Photograph - Larry Wilson
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by Larry Wilson Music