Reposting a poem for 2017 for #ThrowbackFriday

I bore witness as time swallowed them whole
still shimmering, still breathing, still filled with life
these folds of time capturing moments
Gifts of the present preserving what will become the past


I stole silent snapshots as the unsuspecting carried on ordinary lives


My eyes more acute than the cameras snapping photos
My ears more sensitive than microphones recording laughter
I heard the breath slipping in between quiet conversation


Generations gathered together as one
Ones not as young as we imagined them to be
Others not as old as they pretended or seemed
Days we want to live forever
Change, the force we desperately try to keep at bay


Tomorrow, not promised
Yesterday will be what we share
Memories made to exist long after these days
have become quiet and still


With heartfelt resolve, I forge ahead
onto the next celebration, the next opportunity
to hold onto this, a family


Looking back — the sustenance to face new days





photo: mine
prompts: WyldeVerse, IntrigueVerse, Go Dog Go Cafe Throwback Friday