Flipping through a dusty book,
There,
I re-discovered a lost photo
Making my hands shake,
My face looked very fake.
The photo captured a moment in time,
Of a life that was once so sublime
I yearned to escape
To that magical place,
Where my worries would vanish,
And my problems would erase.
But reality brought me back
To a world that was so full of lack.
Where the beauty of life only reflected in the past
But to overcome, I have to hide
This photo very fast.
The photo spoke to me,
That's you!
In a time you were carefree.,
When the world was your playground
Full of joy, laughter all around.
I sighed
It was an old book,but it still held life.
A story with no end, no sorrow, no strife
From the past I could look ahead.
Unpacking in my mind the memories
I have bled.
I found hope and took control.
My faith was restored, my heart made whole
The photo of that old book
Had written my own new look.
It was two weeks ago, when I was arranging my book shelves, there something weird happened to me. A photo of the past came to change my mind.