She ran through
the shores
Of livings of yesterday
Looking at black and white
Photographs-
Trying to remember
Faces she once knew
Most memories were stored
On paper with a burned disposition
She listened to her tape player
Where many memorable memories
Reminded her just how sweet
Life is
This is "right in my face" as I am a member of a group recently created on Facebook where it's all about our childhood days where I grew up. Most of the photos shared from that time are in black and white. Thank you for sharing, Deborah. Love and best wishes to you,
Looking at b&w photographs-trying to remember. I can so relate to that.I look at my yr. book from"72 and i don't remember who half of my class mates are. All the pictures we took of our kids when they were infants, and I can't tell you who's who. That's why we should label our photos, but seldom do.
Deborah, you're so right...it is something about
photographs...they capture that single moment...
single smile...good time and not so...And memories
bringing back a thought...the smell...the song...the
early morning dawn...bringing us back to that moment,
that we view from every possible angle...now...because
it is safe to look at life...in day-light...to see that
nothing's really lost...as long as we cherish the memory
of that single moment...
Memorable poetry, indeed. Thank you for sharing your
thoughts-provoking verse. Blessings!
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photographs...they capture that single moment...
single smile...good time and not so...And memories
bringing back a thought...the smell...the song...the
early morning dawn...bringing us back to that moment,
that we view from every possible angle...now...because
it is safe to look at life...in day-light...to see that
nothing's really lost...as long as we cherish the memory
of that single moment...
Memorable poetry, indeed. Thank you for sharing your
thoughts-provoking verse. Blessings!