Old Pictures

Old Pictures

Old pictures in a box 
Wonder how they got there
Someone's misplaced memories
and forgotten cares
They open themselves up to me
and lead me back to then
to times that last forever 
I thought would never end.
If you could've told me
I wouldn't have listened anyway
Old pictures in a box 
old memories put away
Back now to working on
the dreams I've got today
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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December 14, 2013 at 6:52 PM
Wow...wonderful...I think everyone has a box like this.a lot of people pass away and don't record who they are and the younger generations don't know sosad..iI have pictures of my family five generations ..back...loved your poem.
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