General Federation of
WOMEN’S CLUBS
Living the Volunteer Spirit
Reality
Christmas day was wonderful,
Food and family and fun.
Then someone brought out a camera
For pictures of everyone.
We looked at last year's photos next
And suddenly I could see
A person I didn't know there
In the midst of my family.
A white haired little old lady
With a sadly wrinkled face
Squinted her eyes as she looked about
What was she doing in my place?
I'm sure when I'm that old, I thought,
I'll stay out of the camera's view.
Then my daughter peered over my shoulder and said
"That's a good picture of you!"
I looked again and sure enough,
It was a picture of me.
It's not the way I think I look
But that's what others must see.
A snapshot shows but a moment in time
But it's said pictures never lie.
From now on when a camera appears
I'll duck behind someone nearby!
Dorothy Vo!Kert
Antioch Women's Club District 10, Illinois
Poetry
“Reality”