Strangers in a Box

Come, look with me inside this drawer,

 In this box I’ve often seen

At the pictures, black and white,

Faces proud, still serene.

I wish I knew the people,

Those strangers in the box,

Their names and all their memories

Are lost among my socks.

 I wonder what their lives were like.

 How did they spend their days?

What about their special times?

I’ll never know their ways.

If only someone had taken time

To tell who, what, where, when

Those faces of my heritage

Would come to life again.

Could this become the fate

Of the pictures we take today?

The faces and the memories

Someday to be tossed away?

Make time to save your pictures,

Seize the opportunity when it knocks,

Or someday you and yours could be

The Strangers in the Box                            

                                  1997 by Pamela A. Harazim

Today’s images may not be kept in a box like the days of old but they are on your camera, computer and/or some other electronic device. Do not let this happen to your memories.

Contact me today to help you save your memories.

Mary Beth Lovejoy, photographer

Lovejoy Photography and Heritage Maker

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315.374.0506 or 585.348.7380

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