Memories in the making -Our son Otto, Grandson Joe, Great-grandson, Ocean
As we enter life’s December
pictures help us to remember
the lives that we have led.
A snake casts off entire skin
but only camera eyes take in
the shapes that we have shed.
A baby boy with double chin
sits Buddah-like with happy grin
for everything he sees.
A tiny girl stands on a chair
for studio portrait, will not wear
a false smile just to please.
Posed at first with sister, brother,
later we’re young father, mother,
and years speed up their flight.
Snapshots capture bits of pleasure,
moments with the ones we treasure
as dark hair turns to white.
12 comments:
that's lovely!
sister AE
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Having Writ
you captured this feeling so exactly.. this was wonderful....
So VERY lovely, what a treat!
What a beautiful poem! I especially loved the sentiment in these lines:
A snake casts off entire skin
but only camera eyes take in
the shapes that we have shed.
I agree with Robin; that was my favorite part of the poem although I really loved all of it! You did a great job with the rhyme!
And I love the name of your great grandson! Ocean!
Dianne and I both loved this post. I also love your ability to have visually pleasing posts.
"dark hair turn to gray" -- my favorite line. Wonderfully written.
Oh, goodness, that is beautiful, so full of senses.
The older I get the more important the pictures become.
Lovely Buddha baby and family! You make nice necklaces too.
Gigi, that is so sweet! I loved the poem and the accompanying photos.
I can't believe the family resemblance between the generations.
Merry Christmas!
xoxo
daria
This is a lovely post! The pictures are a delight and the words are weighted with wonderful.
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