On Viewing An Old Photograph

On Viewing an Old Photograph Captured moment of some fleeting day Though thy subject long ago has passed away. I see him grin as though he had no care. Looking young again and oh so fair. Captured moment, when a little smile Showed a warm heart that stopped to sit a while Then ran hurrying ever on its way; All silly hopes in that brief yesterday. Could he guess, while sitting in that room, How soon his corpse would grace a noble tomb? Dust to dust, the body to the sod. Dust to dust the rest is left to God. A captured moment of some fleeting day. How rapidly our time slips away; Yet in the picture I see him sitting there, Looking young again and oh so fair!