photograph

[secret_agent_amanda]

I reach into the possibilities
and come away with a faded photograph
of you
and I
together
my hair is grey
and laugh lines have conquered your face
I'm smiling into the camera
and your smiling down at me

[rambleON]

with this poem, you have taken us from general youth to old age. time passes quickly.

what was lost. what was gained. what was his/her fate.