The Colors Of The Times Poem by Nanashino Ryu

I see several colors in a photograph.
The color of town, the color of vehicle,
and the color of clothes.
Those colors represent the times.
Because coloring of the print
is different with the times.
Even if I see other's snapshots,
I can see the times with the colors.

How about monochrome?
Youth's fashion, woman's makeup,
roads, signboards, cars and houses.
I try to imagine the colors of the times,
and the scene in the photo begins to move.

People walk, talk, laugh and cry, in the photos.
We had good times and bad times.
And the times never return any longer.
When I imagine about the past times,
I feel humans so lovely.

What color can I find in that times?
That times when people longed for the richness.
That times when people were interested in same topics.
That times when big city also had deep sleep.
That times gave the future's colors to me who was young,
even now……