Photographs of You and Me
In the attic of my mind,
A trunk of memories I find,
A tapestry woven,
With intricate threads of time,
Each image a portal
In sepia tones and rhyme,
Echoes that remain,
A bittersweet refrain....
A trunk of memories I find,
A tapestry woven,
With intricate threads of time,
Each image a portal
In sepia tones and rhyme,
Echoes that remain,
A bittersweet refrain....