Snapshot Dating

Snapshot Dating The right place The right time Again the day begins with Faint sunshine Over the sleepy villagers Gathered in cities like stooks of corn Stacked against the rainy form of Another stormy morning The black & white snapshot Might tell a better story of Grandfather sitting silently On hay Perfectly posed in a quiet repose He’s said nothing since his funeral That Saturday In town The young boys gathered round The Model T with the flat tire It’s easier than replacing horseshoes Said the young liar among them Lighting a smoke they went about The work before them Greasing their fingernails in the Futures of Oil Barons The someday of overcoming fears Has come and gone The guides have taken the supplies And gone their way There is still plenty for the taking As is love for the making of The generations yet to come