What better than photographs to relive a memory captured by the essence of time.
This is a poem wondering - is that all we are now?
Just memories - Photographs
Are we just that now
People standing
In photographs
Hand in hand, smiling
With dreamy eyes
Gazing into one another
Captured by still moments
Of sheer happiness
Fleeting moments
Now gone with the wind
Are they just memories
They are now
Framed in wood
It now hangs
On a blank wall
A reminder
Of what we used to be
Just memories
Of happy times
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