Oliver Mckeithan Poet Free verse

Memories of Yesterday

Memories Of Yesterday

A drawer filled with tattered
worn albums. 
Each album holds sepia
toned pictures.

Photos of long dead members
of the family tree.
Most of them I never
knew.

I rarely look at them as
they are the past.
I hold on to them 
because I am part of them.

I see a blank spot
reserved just for me.
I too will become one
of them some day.

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Ilene Bauer February 9, 2025 at 10:40 AM this is very touching, oliver. it's something i think about, too. well done! Oliver Mckeithan February 9, 2025 at 11:03 AM Thank you Ilene. As we grow older thsi means more to us.