A box of faded photographs
I opened yesterday,
And instantly my memories
Were carried far away
To many friends and places
From years so long ago,
As I sorted through those photographs
Of folks I used to know.
There were some of family members
That are no longer here,
And photographs of sweethearts
I once thought very dear.
Thoughts swiftly raced and tumbled
On things that are no more,
As I daydreamed over photographs
And happy days of yore.
Ernest Jack Sharpe
"Grandma & Grandpa, Tell Me Your Story" -another page to get you started with your personal History
Preserve your memories - seal them up well.
What you forget, you can never retell.
But a journal that's kept fresh on the shelf
Will help someone through rough times --
Maybe even yourself!