We often don’t think about the corners of our homes or the corners in our lives. The photo challenge was to take a picture of a corner, so I did just that.
I thought of a few corners in my house and consequently I found there are corners with rocking chairs and aloe vera and corners with doll houses. There are corners with pillows and corners with books. I hadn’t paid attention to how many corners in my house have chairs. When thinking about what corner I should take a picture of, consequently I thought this corner the best for a photograph. Even though I do not use it much it still has some memories to it.
When I look at this photo it reminds me of a poem found at allpoetry.com. After I found this poem, it brought memories and tugged on my heart. The poem is called Around The Corner written by Charles Hanson Towne. It seems like a clock, some flowers and a chair are calling for a long lost friend to sit.
Here’s the poem:
Around The Corner
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
Just to show that I’m thinking of him”,
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
“Here’s a telegram sir,” “Jim died today.”
And that’s what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.