Good times


If pictures could talk,
They could write an epic,
Or recite a symphony,
Like no other.

I hope they’d talk
About the day that we met,
Of the chemistry as we looked
Into each other’s eyes,
Or of watching us laugh like no tomorrow.

How we danced in the rain,
Like toddlers without a care in the world,
Without worries of tomorrow
And what it might hold.

They might speak of
The day I fell in love
With your smile as you
Sipped on warm chocolate milk
On a white snowy day.

They might try to encapsulate
How I felt
As you held my hand,
Afraid to cross the street
One more time,
Knowing that the hand
That provided you comfort
Was mine.

I glance as the light
Hits your smile
A pretty picture,
You and I,
As we come close,
Head to head,
Smile to capture a memory.

Some that we intended
To make, and some
That God intended for us to have.

If pictures could talk,
They could write an epic,
Or recite a symphony,
Like no other.

Remembering the good times.

© 2014 Mihir Kamat
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