Today is
Yesterday's souvenirs.
Tomorrow is
Today's souvenirs.
We are nothing but souvenirs.
I wrote this poem because I have just received an email from a student I taught 26 years ago. He attached a photo of me when I was in my early 20's.when I saw it, I couldn't cease crying. I am a souvenir and whatever I do now, I can't be the image he sent.