Old
photos are the best,
Especially when they bring back memories
Long forgotten, tucked away
In golden vaults like precious jewels.
Thirty-fives and Polaroids
Passed around to aging eyes
Filling hearts with happy tears
Of days before we learned the rules.
Grandpa’s ’57 Ford of unknown color.
Who can tell? Aunt Nellie shot in
Black and white.
She hadn’t switched to color yet.
But Grandpop’s pride was evident
As he put many happy smiles
On gleeful faces, windblown traces,
Fleeting times with no regrets.
Taking just a modicum of
Time and space to reminisce
Bygone days bereft of sorrow,
No time or tears to second guess.
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Especially when they bring back memories
Long forgotten, tucked away
In golden vaults like precious jewels.
Thirty-fives and Polaroids
Passed around to aging eyes
Filling hearts with happy tears
Of days before we learned the rules.
Grandpa’s ’57 Ford of unknown color.
Who can tell? Aunt Nellie shot in
Black and white.
She hadn’t switched to color yet.
But Grandpop’s pride was evident
As he put many happy smiles
On gleeful faces, windblown traces,
Fleeting times with no regrets.
Taking just a modicum of
Time and space to reminisce
Bygone days bereft of sorrow,
No time or tears to second guess.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
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