Photos of the living
Mean nothing to the soul
Photos of the dead
give us something to behold
You really don't appreciate someone's life until they're gone. When all you have to remember them by is your memories but they wont always be strong. You'll return to the photos they've left behind and that's when you truly appreciate them most. When it's too late.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem