Photo Album

I found my mother's old wooden trunk
Uncertain of the treasures I would find
Dad think she stored nothing but junk
But sentimentally it was from our time

There were several old wool blankets
And other nostalgic pieces at random
Our baby clothes and birth certificate
And then I discovered the photo albums

There my folks were in black and white
Both of them looked so dressed and ready
Dad's hair slicked back, mom's dress so tight
Standing there next to his 1965 Chevy

Ten years later there they were, married
They looked so happy and so much in love
And inside her belly, a little me she carried
Who was obviously a miracle from God above

Look at all the birthdays that us kids had
Look at all the hairstyles and clothing back then
They are still happy in them, my mom and dad
Not so much now but I miss way back when

It was so great seeing how close family was
I saw so many cousins and so much of my kin
Now were lucky if we get together now, because
It seems we've grown apart from those times then

Most days funerals are the only time we're together
The family reunions died along with our patriarchs
Times have changed and they were also better
It was back when we loved each other with our hearts

From the clothes to the cars to the furniture
Those old Kodak's captured memories you can't fathom
These were our homemade movies for sure
As we flipped through our old photo albums.

by: James W. Mckay
      July 10, 2023