Each photograph
holds a memory
brings back a time of joy
even brings back people
that we're long forgotten.
Each memory
brings a smile to my face
and a tear to my eye.
I smile
because I loved those times
I cry
because I miss those times, those people.
As I look upon these photographs
I realize how much things have changed
how much I've changed
how much everyone else has changed.
It makes me long for those times back
the times when the little things
put a smile on your face,
when you had nothing to worry about,
and nothing to lose.
I miss those times
I loved those times
these photographs bring me back to those times
they take me away from the present,
and stop me from worrying about the future.
Which is why I love
these photographs.
