A Moment in Time.
A moment, captured in time.
She has lines of worry and stress,
Her eyes clouded and sad.
And yet, in that moment so many years ago, the lines were of laughter and her eyes sparkled with hope, looking at the beautiful baby in her arms.
A moment, forever printed for the world to see.
His eyes show the sorrows of being alone, his hands show how hard he worked.
And yet, in that moment in print, His eyes hold the pride of being a dad, his strong arms and hands hold his son high with joy.
How precious is that moment in time, when we no longer have the subject, but only get to hold the print.
Remember to live, love, laugh and take a photo.
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Posted: Nov 13
About this poem:
Memories are like gem's, and having a photo to look back on and remember, sometimes is so good for the soul.
Make memories every day, live every day, after all, we only take our memories with us so make them count.
Comments (5)
Nicely written.
I know you are making new memories.
Enjoy the ride.
Mick.