I came across this poem today and found it quite poignant...
Photographs are smiles that last forever
Snowmen that can never melt away
Birthday celebrations caught in amber
Rescued from the vaults of yesterday.
Faces that were once more dear than diamonds
Boys who kept you up until the dawn
Houses filled with bicycles and babies
Ghosts who left their shadows on the lawn.
Then turn the page and see the children glow
The adults age, the lovers come and go
Photographs are holes in time's gray curtain
Through them we can peek into the past
Call upon our parents and our children
Pop a cork with members of the cast
There they are, the days of jazz and joyrides
Snaps of magic moments lit by laughs.
If you ever find my house on fire
Leave the silver, save the photographs.
-- Anonymous
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