Dec 2016
What memories old photos hold,
Inside the creases, beneath the folds,
Friends whose names I cannot mine,
Stirred feelings, mix and intertwine.
Faces, smiles, our eyes star bright
First loves, best friends, love in hindsight,
Cocky, loud, such laughing fools,
Long hair, bold flowers and way too cool.
Three wishes offered Iād take one,
To live again, let life rerun
To be that boy in time again,
To passion all and youth regained.
Inside the creases, beneath the folds,
Friends whose names I cannot mine,
Stirred feelings, mix and intertwine.
Faces, smiles, our eyes star bright
First loves, best friends, love in hindsight,
Cocky, loud, such laughing fools,
Long hair, bold flowers and way too cool.
Three wishes offered Iād take one,
To live again, let life rerun
To be that boy in time again,
To passion all and youth regained.
Best of the season and thank you for reading my stuff. Only art can save us. Only art can speak for all of us. Keep writing everyone-- the world needs your thoughts and dreams. HH
