Old Snapshots
Old snapshots challenge my memory
Of people and of places,
Of difficulties and of graces
And sighing I say
Was that not just the day before the day,
Having put away this memory and the other
Can so many years have passed already?
I am older than was my mother
In so many of these.
My sister and I had hair down to the waist--
Could that time have been displaced
With styles and sizes and statuses changing
Old snapshots challenge, arranging
Years and laughs and tears
So much has changed and so little and fears
Once great have changed as well
God's grace each one dispell