The Photo album what secrets it hides the merry go round that is our lives.
There sits the album, I bet it looks quite innocent to you. What secrets and memories are hidden within its covers. Open it up set them free let all of the years rolls away and bring back different days to you and me.
Look at the children see how they have grown who’d of believed such wonderful flowers could bloom from the seeds we had sewn. Look at those smiles those innocent eyes lets airbrush the darkness each of us tries to disguise. There we are on our first holiday, happy to not be at work and really away and this one is of our first foreign vacation looking relaxed no sign of the planning it had taken.
There it is in black and white the ups and downs, the pattern of our life. Its been fun and its been hard our hopes and fears at the turn of a card.Look it frays around the edges the pictures blur and merge and stick together in big wedges.
Now with more to look back on then to look forward to, life takes on a technicolour hue. Still with blurred edges it’s true. I wish the truth I could forget, it grieves me so ..but yet. Like all of us I smile and hide the fear and pain that walked large and free through the world inhabited by you and me. Heading toward the setting sun, most of my life is now done. The ones I love , the ones I fear they are still with me they are still here.
Yes here is the album of our lives, lets gather our memories and keep them safe. We will wrap them all away and keep them happy and safe until another day.
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