Family Photographs Poem by Andrew Matthews

They tell us where we come from
and where we want to be.
They're our concience, our pride,
They're sweet bitter memories designed to guide.

They're images, reminders of days of old,
Some are treasured and some are sold.
They're of people we love though never knew,
They comfort and cheer you up when you're feeling blue.

They live on when we are gone,
To remind our children what we'd done.
To inspire, to enlighten, to empower.
To decay and gracefully grow into beautiful flowers.