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Final Portfolio Part 1 of 5 – Villanelle: Life through a Photographer’s Eye

The scenes I frame with my photographer’s eye
Are begging to be shot.
“They must belong to me,” I cry.

Colorful kites flying way up high
Red burning feet in sand that is hot
The scenes I frame with my photographer’s eye

Bright fireworks blowing up on the 4th of July
A worried mother as she chases her wandering tot 
“They must belong to me,” I cry.

A nervous prom date adjusting his tie
Incredible patterns that the painter’s colors blot
The scenes I frame with my photographer’s eye

Speedy joggers in track suits running by
A young boy scout as he practices his knot
“They must belong to me,” I cry.

Two young lovers at the airport saying good-bye
A forgotten, overflowing mail slot
The scenes I frame with my photographer’s eye
“They must belong to me,” I cry.

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About woodh2013

I'm the girl that's named after the famous city of lights and cameras, but am too shy to talk to the kid sitting next to me in class. I'm the girl that blasts opera while I commute to and from school, but is in the crowds of rock shows on Friday nights. I'm the girl who can't draw to save her life, but takes beautiful pictures. I'm the girl who worries about everything, even when things aren't so bad. I can't be put in a box, so you want to know more? Read my work.

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