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Photo Album

I keep an old photo album on my bottom shelf. I get it out every once in a while, just to sift the time away I keep a lot of pictures There inside that book. Some are old and a little Yellow now, but still somehow clear. Funny hair and clothes. Gigs and weddings, funerals and newspaper clips, just like time standing still Tonight I looked through it again, just knowing what I might find. Somehow I think my heart knew what it was looking for. by the time I got halfway through As I neared the end of this blue memory lane…I saw it again… the picture of you and me on our first night together. I remember your blue eyes, your beautiful smile…. I remembered you….in my heart You are, were, and always will be the love of my life, The memories came flooding back, too fast for words, and too strong to hold. I remember God smiling down on us As we shared our first night. Dear God-how I loved you (and still love you) so much But now it can’t be…when time and pain have driven us apart. How did it get this way? For minutes that seemed like years, I cried my tears on your picture And kissed your cheek on that page I was trying so hard to keep the pain away. But it came unrelenting… And I’m afraid there are many more tears to cry who knows when they’ll come My heart is forever yours, captured in a snapshot on page 24 As I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord keeps you safe May you feel loved tonight even though I’m very far away I’ll always keep your picture And your kiss inside my heart I just can’t bear to throw away the memory Of the love that we’ve lost Your picture is still inside That album on my shelf Sealed by tears, and prayers Memories too painful to hold on to, and too precious to let go

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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