Picture Frame

You stare me in the face.
Almost as if you remember me.
You're put in the perfect place.
Wich fits this particular memory.
I saw you in your shiney home.
I'm trying to figure out where you belong.
You silently glance around.
As you hang there floating above the ground.
I'm glad we have captured this.
Because this moment is one that I don't want to miss.
The smile on our face is out of habbit.
This moment is fading I suggest you grab it.
Don't forget about the glass your in.
You're there to remind us of where we've been.
Then all the good times come flooding back and you start to feel the same.
As you did a couple years ago from the moment in that frame.