---- IMAGE REMOVED because photobucket.com no longer allows embedded images ----Pictures I found in a box at home Frozen images of a boy and a time long gone Im flying a kite over a snow covered field Behind me my grandfathers barn rest on a hill His old tractor colored with rust and its tires are flat I got my first BMX bike the spring after that I would ride it up and down the clay covered roads Staring far in the distance awaiting my dad to come home Heres us standing next to a stream near the home we all made Running along our old junkyard and the corn fields where we played Some pictures are faded and yellowing from mold Stealing the boy who was warm and now shivers cold A boy who was always amazed with wondering eyes Even when he awoke his dreams never would say goodbye So I placed a new picture inside of the box One I set on the bottom and replaced the old top And now when I look I will always see us together In this picture we took as a family last December It was a beautiful day under a clear winter sky A picture I hope that my children will find
fjames, "some pictures are fading and yellowing from mold , stealing the boy who was warm and now cold " real cool!..loved the poem. Hope your kids stumble on that box.
Charlie
niah9Auckland, New ZealandDec 12, 2012
wonderful James......what a journey into the past...with a clue for the future.....all told beautifully....Kathy
I have given quite a few of my pictures to my children and grand children. Did that about a year or so ago. It was difficult to let go of some. But.....I still have my little box Memories
Thank you Happy, these are the pictures that bring on many different emotions and echoes through my everything, thank you and so glad you stopped by. Happy New Years…Jesse
Angel04gympie, Queensland AustraliaJan 2, 2014
What an ABSOLUTELY beautiful poem, I had a tear in my eye reading it, I love to dig up old photo's and go back, brings up some pretty good memories and feelings, I really like this poem
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"some pictures are fading and yellowing from mold ,
stealing the boy who was warm and now cold "
real cool!..loved the poem. Hope your kids stumble on that box.
Charlie
What a beautiful photo !
We are privileged here to read your poetry - F
happy new year hon
I have given quite a few of my pictures to my children and grand children. Did that about a year or so ago. It was difficult to let go of some. But.....I still have my little box Memories