Shadows of Yesterday

It was a nostalgic afternoon

and thoughts of daydreams were flying..

I was searching through some photos

and realized that they were –

but shadows of yesterday.

Looking at the dear faces and places,

for a moment it seemed –

that they began to move.

I saw the little girl I once was,

running, laughing and playing.

My mom and dad were waving,

from a place far away in time.

The photos brought back fond memories,

of days that won’t come again.

It made me wonder,

how fantastic it would be –

to freeze moments in time,

upon a photo paper and have the action stop.

In today’s digital world,

we find ourselves uploaded

into a computer,

but the same is still true,

I can look at the pictures –

as they smile at me,

from the computer screen.

It seems like they were just taken yesterday,

bringing a fantasy to mind,

if the reflections we see

before us in the mirror –

are shadows of things –

that have just been.

In the blink of an eye,

are already a part of the past.

children running,

becoming teens dancing,

young adults romancing,

lovers strolling hand in hand.

What a wonder it would be,

for perhaps a moment or two,

to step through the mirror,

to see if I could meet my past.

For a moment of loving reflection –

then to move on,

holding special memories,

deep in my heart

and let the shadows of yesterday,

rest until another time.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

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