Pages of the album were turning yellow,
Faded the photos were that had mellow;
Capturing the various snapshots in my life,
From genesis till my past with bygone rife.
Lay forgotten the camera aside quite old,
That took the shots through alot in fold;
Flipping through the pages one after another,
Takes me adrift in memories that wither.
Transient was I and the people right there,
Stood the constant sea, mountain and air;
Reliving these moments gives me a chill,
With a void in my heart that needs to fill.
Cold breeze blew then making me shiver,
Sentiments through me had my lips sliver;
Drops of tears rolling down my pale face,
Couldn’t hold up my heart still with a fence.
Lost was the feeling to be found right now,
Yearning for the people and places I know;
Thanking my snapshots for those memories,
As I close the album with the burden it carries.