Scattered Pictures, reflections in time
Snapshots, scenes playing out in my mind
Watch the reels tell the stories
Oh, the beauty in the pain
The trials hold their virtues and glory
Tears are just the soul's rain
Look at the smiles lighting up their eyes
You can almost hear the laughter song
And remember that pain in your side
That remained long after the laughter was gone
The memories are not just days gone by
They are the lamplight of your journey
That light your soul from the inside
Keeping your heart from waste and hurry
Scattered pictures, reflections of mine
Snapshots, pieces of my heart,
from a not so distant time.
When you write, it's as though every word is where it should be. Your words paint a very clear picture. Very beautiful.
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