Random Photos

 I hated when you took pictures of me

You never gave me time to smile

 

Always taking random pictures

Each time we traveled in and out of town

 

From the time I found a four leaf clover

Or the time when I climbed a hill and tumbled down

You were always snapping pictures

Whether the sun was up or down

 

I hated when you took pictures of me

Until you showed those pictures to our child

 

And in that moment I realized we weren’t immortal

And you captured memories that will live throughout time