Photographs N' Memories

Looking through old photos the other day of our treasured past. Our Youth, oh what a wonderful time we had. They say that time fly's when you are having fun
if that's the case our lives are passing by as quickly
as a car speeds by a picket fence


I pull photos from my album, one in particular catches my eye.
He is plainly not a shadow of the man he used to be
His balding head is slightly gray now, his hair it was light brown
He was an energetic youth back then,
always up to no good but always just for fun,


I close my eyes ......


Fondly remembering playing football as teenagers in the park in our hometown. Pretending I had scored the winning touchdown
the crowd going wild, hands held skyward in celebration for I could only dream.


I didn't need much, I had some wonderful friends, I always seemed to have enough.
I went out to play at dawn,
and didn't walk in the house till dusk.


On looking back, over the decades time has continued to slip by
never asking a lot for ourselves because their were little ones relying upon us. Working everyday providing for the family
because that's the way it was supposed to be done.


People do change ... perhaps we would be strangers now if by chance we did meet
We might not recognize each other in passing on the street
We age a little every day but I hope the memories never fade.


Turning back to the photograph of the one I knew from many years ago. He has aged as time on us all does show
this person was I and nearer to my life's prime
But in the end we all lose out to ageless father time.


Thanks ...


Rick Delaney