JulyPoWriMo 21

Thinking of the story 
I heard on the radio 
about the family 
who found the only

image of their relation 
in footage disregarded 
for fifty years or more
now memories reclaimed 

by so many others 
pictures and sound 
filling in the blanks 
that otherwise are lost 

nothing is ever forgotten 
just caught between frames 
the projector spinning 
at the end of its cycle 

waiting for the light 
to come through