Fading

"As years go by, we look at fading photographs recalling memories shared with loved ones, never expecting it to come to an end. When they're gone, memories will be all that's left." ~ by poet Once, life was good. We smiled in every photograph. Neither of us gave a thought to ever needing an epitaph But time is the enemy and one day each smiling face wrinkled when the shifting sands took up the chase Fading pictures, memories of years that have passed Wedding portraits, surrounded by family and friends Happiness captured on that day with a camera lens A bright future ahead and building a family together In good times and holding each other in stormy weather Fading pictures, of life's tragic pains and simple pleasure I don't dare question what fate may have in store for me I'll just keep looking at our photographs, long as I can see the smile you wore, the light that glowed in your eyes They get me through nights without you, when I agonize Fading pictures, but in my mind all the colors are clear I still look at the stars like we did on the porch swing, but they don't shine so brightly now. Nor does anything I've images of holding hands and whispers of, "Good night." Of waking at your side, together welcoming morning light Fading pictures, of a life we shared without a single regret