The polaroid shows me
what was and what could be
memories captured in a frame
Things that would never be the same
Time has passed, years changed
No longer the youth, we have aged
me, you, he or she
We aren't the people we used to be
we delve on moments long gone by
I look at the polaroid with a sigh

(First read from top to bottom, then from the last line to the first line)