Images

Captured in the moment,
The bliss and serenity alive once more,
Until the click of a button and everything is
wiped.

On the count of a 1,2,3,
The joyous memory can be experienced time
and time again,
Through generation it can be kept until
deemed not worthy of storage space.

A beacon full of fun, laughter, sadness and
anger,
Nothing can compare to having one in your
grasp,
And nothing comes close to having the
everlasting memories.

With a cup of hot tea warming your hands,
Sitting by the fire and looking at those
images,
And with the tranquillity of the moment,
What in the world is better than that?