Laying in my bed staring at this picture on my wall,
It is not that big but yet it stands so tall,
As it hung not saying a word, I wondered what other pages was apart of that book,
I decided to take a look!
Flipping through those pages I seen that the picture was not picture perfect after all,
Yes it had flaws from what I saw,
But the picture was still beautiful and intricate,
Although it had flaws it was not ashamed, and as I got to the end of the book I realized the picture on the wall had me in the frame.