The capture of a second
To imprison the very essence of life
The moments that make us who we are
Beautiful time spaces
Spent living and loving and laughing
Running and jumping and kissing
Time spent with friends
Time spent with family
Time spent
alone.

And looking at a photo
makes one wonder
About the time spent outside the frames
And who that was
And what they were like
And who they loved
And who loved them.

But those are just fleeting thoughts
And they are lost forever in the moments
Without a picture to keep them.