What pictures hold
are the memories that even hands could not hold
they are the raw emotions that couldn't be remade
they're the words left unsaid
even after the colors have drained and left to fade.

What pictures hold are the last twinkles of those eyes
after they've closed for good.
They're the happiest memories of our friends and family
the ones they wished for us to remember them, as we should.

They're the good times
they're the worst times
they're the pictures that could end the peace and start a war
or speak of unspeakable beauty and shake humanity to its
core.

These are what pictures hold that even hands could not
these thousands of words that could be said
if only they were not forgot.

They're the first sparks to a raging fire
or calm waves of a gentle sea
these are the last of the windows
to a fading memory.