Glossy Old Days
Glossy Old Days
Those long forgotten years
Just caught in a flash
Pinnacles of joy and tears
Left in a dusty stash
Curled corners and dog ears
Glimpse into the past
Horrendous old hair styles
That I thought would last
And there - oh lord!
Those too-flared jeans
Belted with a cord
Seemed so cool in my teens
A smaller square
Of glossy old days
Finished with a tear
From the mess where it stays
I was beautiful then
In a gown of pure white
But turned so ugly when
He fled on our night
New pictures arrive
With the birth of my girl
Whole and alive
Not a rip or a curl
This one I frame to be seen
And tuck the old from view
The new displayed, whole and clean
The past is only in pictures, and the memories of you.
Those long forgotten years
Just caught in a flash
Pinnacles of joy and tears
Left in a dusty stash
Curled corners and dog ears
Glimpse into the past
Horrendous old hair styles
That I thought would last
And there - oh lord!
Those too-flared jeans
Belted with a cord
Seemed so cool in my teens
A smaller square
Of glossy old days
Finished with a tear
From the mess where it stays
I was beautiful then
In a gown of pure white
But turned so ugly when
He fled on our night
New pictures arrive
With the birth of my girl
Whole and alive
Not a rip or a curl
This one I frame to be seen
And tuck the old from view
The new displayed, whole and clean
The past is only in pictures, and the memories of you.