Graphic by Billie
Memories
Memories in black and white, of sunny days gone by,
Recalling smiles and music, the taste of summer fun,
The blue of sky, the yellow sun, the bright green of the grass,
In black and white photos in my mind, now that the days are done.
Those silent pictures singing out their music and their joy,
Of hayrides, songfests, parties and families gathered up,
To pat the heads and see the smiles of the newest young’uns,
And all of that crammed into a photograph with edges all curled up.
Your fancy computers may hold a lot of data, and then connect you,
With a world much wider than I’ve known and wandered,
But if it can’t expand a faded image into distant laughter,
Then you may find it isn’t time but life you’ve squandered.
NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . June 23, 2008
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