I saw a picture, from the past.,
the people in it.,
their hopes and dreams.,
they thought would last & last.

The body grows old.,
wrinkled with age.,
but of the hopes & dreams.,
do they also fade.?.

Do they travel with us.?,
to the great beyond.?,
or wither away.,
like some sad old song.?.

I think of myself.,
when i think of them.,
of my hopes & dreams.,
and those of my friends.

You look at a picture.,
but what do you see.?"
eternity in a moment.,
of someone elses history.

One day will it be.,
a picture of me.,
you stare & look at.,
and wonder..just who was he.?.

So take a breath.,
and hold that thought.,
Don't let the hopes & dreams.,
all be for not.!....jd