May 23, 2020
1 min read
Records
4/15/15
Records are
little pieces of time
that are stored to
preserve the beauty
of the past.
Written,
photographed,
spoken.
They all mean
the same thing.
I am here.
And here,
I will remain.
Snatched from their
original home
and uprooted
to location after location.
We all want to see
the beauty and the struggles
of the past.
No matter what happens,
these records, big or small,
are proof
that there was
once happiness.
There was once hope.
There was once a silver star
in a dark night’s sky.
