A Life Is Captured

A life is captured with a lens
From babyhood until
The final hours, right before
The world goes dark and still. 

A loving son creates a site
With pictures on display 
To keep his memory alive
And let the smiles hold sway.

For photos crystallize the past,
Like amber holds a fly,
Each moment perfectly preserved -
The who, what, where and why.

We gaze upon the face of one
No longer on this earth
And every photograph affirms 
How much his life was worth.

(In memory of Gary Schall)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Kaufman Avatar
November 25, 2022 at 1:55 PM
This is a good one Ilene and so much truth in your words..
Leffanta Avatar
November 20, 2022 at 11:43 AM
Alas, most photos are inherited by people without a clue which one of their ancestors the subject might be . . . . Enjoyed, Ilene! Aloha!
Daniel Avatar
November 20, 2022 at 4:10 AM
Meaningful poem, Ilene:)
Hankins Avatar
November 19, 2022 at 8:21 PM
I think it is so meaningful to have pictures from one's life displayed during their viewing and/or their funeral. It makes visitors realize that they were a real person at one time full of life.
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