Once again I looked to the past
Photos helped me to see
My younger self appear again
Nestled in a box so faithfully
So long ago at Christmas time
We were younger then you see
My sister, Clara, brother, Robert
Who shared a childhood with me
Clara played piano at the church
Robert sang sweet harmony
We celebrated Jesus then
Loving Him so tremendously
Winters come and go that’s true
But you never forget the ones
When we were so much younger
Like in the snow having so much fun
And then there are the photos
Many years later of my children
Precious sweet happy smiles
When they too were very young
The years pass by so quickly
And each one we must treasure
Looking behind us from time to time
To remember yesterday’s pleasures
Marilyn Lott
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yesterday-s-pleasures/
