laughter and giggles fading away time that we remember in a different way a younger age dates were written the setting, the clothing hints of what era, what age, what location relive our memories is this happy is this a place we wanted to be joys of love and memories times gone by people who touched our lives milestones of life our ambitions our dreams our life’s photographs
On the beach at night alone, As the old mother sways her to and fro, singing her husky song, As I watch the bright stars shining—I think a thought of the clef of the universes, and of the future. by Walt Whitman