My haziness of happiness 💕
Haziness of happiness from my childhood treasuries
Oh if only I could relive some of those precious memories
alas
Only an obfuscated opaqueness lies entangled in my mind
Tho I yearn for crystal clear visions, only obscureness do I find
A cloudiness of uncertainty as I plunge into my past
Sixty two years of photographic evidence is unclear aghast
But as I stare into my portraits from those bygone years
Tho I know a camera does not lie I cannot hide my tears
Yes I know indeed that little child standing there is me
As I stand inbetween my siblings, I realise it has to be
Yet I can’t remember being there, let alone posing for that shot
Did I actually look like that ? what a funny expression I’ve got
How I wish we had the chance to
re-enact a photograph
Another crack of the whip at perfecting that crooked laugh
Alas one’s memoirs are unique, our one and only sui generis
A cherished, inestimable, mnemonic genesis
So those recoiled recollections from when one was so small
Locked away in photograph albums sat on dusty shelves in your hall
Is worth more than all the wealth in the entire world
Ones personal, priceless perception of your yesteryears to unfurled...
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wonderful poem
about your life
and it let vote
Awww Thanking you as always Greg my great friend ❤️💙❤️
Fantastic poetry as always Jill!! This was so touching and relatable. It's so funny how our memories work, how we remember so much but forget so much too. Sometimes a photograph or item can jog a memory in our minds but sometimes we have no recollection and find ourselves asking is that really me? I dont remember that day at all. Great read. Thank you as always talented lady ❤☀
Awww so chuffed you enjoyed my lovely lass 💕💕💕
Jill another well written and beautifully polished poem to enjoy and reading between the line's a mixed blessing of sorts.
The happiness you wonderfully express and capture in looking at old photo's and a ting of sadness to return to when taken to really relive any thoughts and inner feelings of a bygone time.
And as you rightfully say they are personally priceless and worth more than the entire wealth in the world.
Well said and so lovingly and caringly put .
Back tomorrow to read many more of your latest and go back and visit (like your photo's) your earlier poems from page 1 onwards.
Hang in there Jill and full honours for sharing something special we all so dearly wish we could do.❤️
Awwww 💕💙⭐️💙💕