The Photos That Bring Back Memories
I looked through the photograph album.
I scanned through the pictures from my last trip to Maryland.
I came across the last pictures ever taken of my grandfather.
I then found a set of pictures that had been taken at his funeral.
I sprawled out on the floor, and stared up at the blank ceiling,
And remembered all of the fun times I had with my grandfather,
The boat rides, the carnivals, and watching him behind the bar.
I used these faint memories to make me feel as if he were by my side.
His presence existed.
It was a wonderful reunion.
Copyright © Jack Grunst | Year Posted 2016
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