There will be a time when our photo in that fancy frame Will be taken down, Or pushed to the back of the windowsill, neglected, forgotten, Or stored under the bed, in a box with old school reports, Yellowing, dog eared birthday cards, crumpled, creased concert tickets, Making room for a new generation, a new era, Faces will grow dim, stories, family traditions of years before, forgotten, But the love that was created within our family Will be cherished in hearts for an eternity.... Author Notes Thank you cleo85 for your image

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