On the mantle place they sit
Glimpses of yesterdays
Memories of the good times
Before you said it was your time to go
Memories linger on
When the shadows disappear
Memories of the times
When you were near
Glimpses of the love we had
Memories of times
I never wish to forget
Captured forever in our faded photographs
21 Feb 2007
I thought this was a sad poem. But I looked up at the happy, smiling picture of my mother, right above me and the lovely memories came flooding back. A bitter-sweet write, David. Love, Fran xx
Ahh, a truly lovely piece, my heart is fluttering this morning David. A soft and beautiful piece of poetry. Good for the heart, Thankyou David--Melvina--
Such a wonderful poem Daivd. Written with such truth. Another big 10 from me. Hugs Pam
David i enjoyed this bittersweet poem. Its true you did capture the sadness. I also like old photographs but prefer newer ones as i try to live now. This writing game is fun I envy all your years of fun and experience. Thanks for the memories Bob B
Looking at those photographs, all the feelings come rushing back like yesterday. When I'm down, that's what I do, and I wallow in the feeling until I can't stand another minute. Then anything else feels better than that! Still it's nice to have that photo to look at just to know it's there if you need to. I have a valentine card that is 5 years old, and I've read it a million times! Just touching it still gives me chills. Ah, sweet torture! You write from the heart, David. Linda
Some memories are too precious to let fade - however sad the parting may have been. Better the memories and photographs than nothing - but still the sadness comes through as it should. Lovely heartbreaking poem. jim
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love to Look at photos, and remember the good times and feel a little sad at the friends no longer here... great writing david...10