The Old Photo Album

The Old Photo Album

A Poem by Marie
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Just an old photo album battered and worn

With images faded and one or two torn

There’s Granny and Grandad, Mum, Dad and me

Each page recalling a happy memory

Mum and Dad so young on their Wedding Day

With Mum tenderly holding her Bridal Bouquet

Family, friends and guests quite a few

As they made their vows to be faithful and true

There’s Mum with a baby girl, pretty but small

With Dad proudly standing as though ten feet tall

Birthdays, holidays, Christmas each year

With Mum and Dad gone I now shed a tear

For time has traveled on and I have now grown

With a husband and family all of my own

We have our own album, which brings us great pleasure

But it’s the old photo album that’s my greatest treasure

It’s just an old photo album battered and worn

It’s images faded and one or two torn

© 2024 Marie


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Mum and Dad so young on their Wedding Day
With Mum tenderly holding her Bridal Bouquet

I have a few of my own too...of mum and dad on their wedding day...they were in their twenties....Now mum is old and dad has passed away....So this touched such a chord in me.

Dear Marie, this is a masterpiece. The rhyme, meter, flow, the sentiments that touch the heart. This poem inspires many many poems. You've done wonders with the subject. I cannot say enough for this work.

Personally, I sometimes slip into that bygone world, trapped in those yellowing, fading pictures. They come alive in our minds, don't they? Its a forlorn journey, with time, places and we people we loved but may never see again.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie

1 Week Ago

Thank you so very much for reading and for your very kind words, dear Divya. I am so pleased you enj.. read more
DIVYA

1 Week Ago

You're most welcome, dear Marie. It's a joy to read your poetry.

🙋‍♀️💕
Marie

1 Week Ago

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Mum and Dad so young on their Wedding Day
With Mum tenderly holding her Bridal Bouquet

I have a few of my own too...of mum and dad on their wedding day...they were in their twenties....Now mum is old and dad has passed away....So this touched such a chord in me.

Dear Marie, this is a masterpiece. The rhyme, meter, flow, the sentiments that touch the heart. This poem inspires many many poems. You've done wonders with the subject. I cannot say enough for this work.

Personally, I sometimes slip into that bygone world, trapped in those yellowing, fading pictures. They come alive in our minds, don't they? Its a forlorn journey, with time, places and we people we loved but may never see again.

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie

1 Week Ago

Thank you so very much for reading and for your very kind words, dear Divya. I am so pleased you enj.. read more
DIVYA

1 Week Ago

You're most welcome, dear Marie. It's a joy to read your poetry.

🙋‍♀️💕
Marie

1 Week Ago

🌹...🙏 ...🌹
Photo albums have so much meaning and are irreplaceable treasures. They are time capsules that allow us to walk through the past even if for a few moments. I have treasured photos of my grandparents who have left this earth years ago and family friends that have departed as well and even a few friends that have made their journey skyward.

That album that is tatter and torn is worth its weight in platinum and diamonds. Priceless really if we are to be honest.


I love the way you wrote this poem. It is well worded and it makes it seem as if it isn’t important at first until it’s opened.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie

1 Week Ago

Dear Poetic Beauty, thank you for kindly reading this poem and for your very kind comment which enca.. read more
Poetic Beauty

1 Week Ago

You are welcome and enjoy time traveling into the past with your precious photo album
Marie

1 Week Ago

Thank you so v-e-r-y much, dear P. V...
So special and beloved these photographic memories - and now you have a very special Poem to accompany them. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie

1 Week Ago

Thank you for kindly reading and for your very kind comment, red93. So pleased you enjoyed reading.... read more
'We have our own album, which brings us great pleasure
But it’s the old photo album that’s my greatest treasure
It’s just an old photo album battered and worn
It’s images faded and one or two torn'

No matter the fading, somehow of it faded completely you would have remembered staring, gazing, learning the figures, the places, emotions and all. Love lives in a photo album. Insurance, where when possible - God willing, can pay for new furniture, BUT nothing (unless duplicated) can replace the cinders of once loved albums.

'Just an old photo album battered and worn
With images faded and one or two torn'

Not 'just' , never could be. I know.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

emmajoygreen

1 Week Ago

My pleasure always, your words smile me!!!
Marie

1 Week Ago

Awww... Bless you, dear Emma...
emmajoygreen

1 Week Ago

Quick smile but - a goodie!
" It’s just an old photo album battered and worn

It’s images faded and one or two torn " ... Maybe so but priceless memories forever sealed between the binders of dearest famly members and happy times they sure were!

A personable, precious, poetic jewel my friend, beautifully penned in fine, flowing rhyme, endearing indeed!!

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Marie

1 Week Ago

Hello Tom and thank you for giving me your time and energy through reading this poem. I am so please.. read more
I'm loving this poetry that has two living stories in picture frames, one that's been battered but the memories is still alive as the faces of the figures in them, the memory does more than infect me with its sweetness, their irreplaceable place, their warmth, the other being the picture of the family you made, even though loving they are, I wonder what is it about the first picture frame that is more dear to the poet, is it because they were surrounded with warmth and love of their elders when they were very vulnerable, as they now stand as a figure to be relied upon while they reminisce the times when they used to be carefree...I loved this sweet remembrance sung in the poem, the effortless rhymes touching every line and your words making the imagery evident as their sensations! A beautiful delight of a poem there, Marie!

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie

1 Week Ago

It a great joy and blessing for me to be your friend also, dear P.V. Bless you too! On the computer .. read more
Marie

1 Week Ago

Ah, it didn't appear in the comment, dear P.V. but I do send a heart to you too...
Poetic_Vixen

1 Week Ago

I can already feel the warmth of your heart dear Marie! You're a loving one, here I will add on your.. read more

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