Jul 2014
echos enclosed in glass,
we're framed in gold
looking up into the eyes
of our future selves,
of those whom we have yet to know,
and of those whom have known us since the beginning.
we're framed in gold
looking up into the eyes
of our future selves,
of those whom we have yet to know,
and of those whom have known us since the beginning.
To my nephew. I take a glance at the old photo on my nightstand each day. And I think about how far each of us has come since that moment.
