Souvenirs 

 

The Memories: nostalgic visions,

 

Stirred by common occurrences –

 

A song, a smell, a picture in a tattered book –

 

Dredge up neatly stored emotion,

To bring forth and hold,

If only for a fleeting moment.

The Photo: a relic of the past,

Framed in the climax of the moment,

Not a single word uttered – just a

Brown-eyed boy and his hero, frozen in time,

Still shot of an eternal bond –

A father and his son.

                                                                   Jeff Hicks