Images

Soon today is yesterday;
Try to hold it fast but time just slips away.
Hope my memories always last;
Captured images escaping from the past.

     Like my new-born daughter’s face:
     Just a minute old yet oh so full of grace.
     And her half-shut gray-blue eyes:
     Full of innocence they stare right into mine-- and see

Time has come but never stays,
So my head gets filled with one more yesterday.
Hope that I can always find
The mental photographs I’ve stored within my mind.

     Like the day when Adri walked:
     Just a little girl still learning how to talk.
     Standing up without a care;
     Step then sway then step then grasping for the chair-- she smiles

"every time I watched you play, every time I kissed your cheek,
every time I held you tight, I remembered you."

Now today is yesterday.
Tried to hold it fast but time just slipped away.
Hope my memories never last;
Captured images, please stay in the past.

     Like when Adri went away:
     I walked into her class, but couldn’t find her name.
     An empty cubby left behind,
     And faded finger paintings were all that I could find-- I cried

"every time I tucked you in, every time I washed your face,
every time I waved good-bye, I remembered you."


© 1999 Hank Vaughn

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