From Pictures Far Away... Poem by dave lessard

From pictures far away,
I see your smiling faces;
of my visits long ago,
there isn't any traces.

We once laughed together,
don't you remember when?
like a bolt out of the blue,
it all came to an end.

From pictures far away,
I watch you slowly grow;
the photos change with time,
in a transitory flow.

Your beautiful and lovely
and I grow old with age;
in my October years,
on life's revolving stage.

From pictures far away,
from the Facebook page your making;
I smile and laugh along with you,
and that keeps my heart from breaking.