I
was looking through
Old photographs today
Through teary eyes and
Smiles and laughs and grins.
How many fools we suffered
In our time and toil.
How many lifetimes did
We live back then.
The people, pets and places
Of our precious past
Captured in a two-dimensional world
Come rushing back to fill my
Conscious memory,
Charging forth with
Battle flag unfurled.
The many who have met
Their sleep before us,
To claim affinity, so bittersweet.
But focus not the heartache
Of our parting
Or lay the grief of anguish at my feet.
Instead I will remember
All the good times,
The joy, the love so easily defined.
Then I can place my head
Upon my pillow
With gentle reminiscent
Peace of mind.
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Old photographs today
Through teary eyes and
Smiles and laughs and grins.
How many fools we suffered
In our time and toil.
How many lifetimes did
We live back then.
The people, pets and places
Of our precious past
Captured in a two-dimensional world
Come rushing back to fill my
Conscious memory,
Charging forth with
Battle flag unfurled.
The many who have met
Their sleep before us,
To claim affinity, so bittersweet.
But focus not the heartache
Of our parting
Or lay the grief of anguish at my feet.
Instead I will remember
All the good times,
The joy, the love so easily defined.
Then I can place my head
Upon my pillow
With gentle reminiscent
Peace of mind.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
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