PHOTOS

(THIS POEM I WROTE IS INSIDE THIS PHOTO ALBUM)

PHOTOS

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PICTURES IN AN ALBUM

ALL THE HISTORY WRITTEN

THERE

ALL THE WAY 'TIL THE

PICTURES STOP

THE BLANK PAGES

OF LIFE AS IT IS NOW

HOW PRECIOUS LIFE IS

THE SWEETNESS

THE DRAMA

THE TRAGEDY

THE COMEDY

HOW IT CAN ALL BE

MOLDED SO

THE WAY OF LIFE

IS CREATED

PERSONALITIES FORMED

BONDS OF THE SOUL

WITH THE GOOD

AND THE BAD

NOT LEFT WITH MUCH

TO LOOK TO

ALL THE DREAMS CREATED

THEN SHATTERED

WITH SO LITTLE WORDS

CHERISHING MEMORIES

REALITY OF THE LONELINESS

IN THE PERSPECTIVE

OF A LOST ONE

BUT THE FANTASY OF WHAT

IT WAS LIKE

OH TO THE

BITTER SWEETNESS

TO FEEL

TO CARE

TO LOVE

TO THE MEMORIES

OF THEN

LOST...

IN A BOOK

ALL THEY ARE IS PICTURES

OF THE PAST

FROM YEARS GONE BY

TODAY THINGS ARE

DIFFERENT

THEY CHANGE

AS THE WHEEL TURNS

AS IT SHOULD

I AM STILL THE SAME

OLD ME

JUST A LITTLE WISER

AND JUST A LITTLE

MORE FOOLISH

CHANGES

HOW EASY IT CAN BE

TO JUST WALK AWAY

BUT OH SO HARD

TO FORGET

THE THINGS WE DEAL WITH

TIMES THAT CAN NEVER

BE SHARED AGAIN

SOME WE WOULD DO

OVER AND OVER IF WE COULD

OTHERS WE WOULD

NEVER GONE THAT

DIRECTION IF WE KNEW

AHEAD OF TIME

I WOULD NEVER CHANGE

A THING THEY WERE

ALL STEPPING STONES

TO WHO I AM

AND WHO I AM GLAD

TO HAVE MET

AND KNOWN

A LIFE OF A LONG TIME

AGO

STRANGE HOW A LOVE

COULD RUN SO DEEP

AND LEAVE SUCH A

REMARKABLE MARK

ON MY LIFE

EACH AND EVERY ONE

NOW ALL THAT IS LEFT

ARE PHOTOS

SO ON TO THE FACTS

THAT PAST IS PAST

PRESENT IS PRESENT

AND

TOMORROW IS

ANOTHER DAY...