Memory

An old photo, an old memory
Has been forgotten a long long time ago

When she found this picture in a box,
A memory came back

She felt happiness, she felt melancholy
A baby laughing, the taste of a blackberry.

Today, this photo is on her sleeping table,
She sees it every time before sleeping.

And she says:
“The past is behind, the future is in front.
But the today is a present. This is why we call it present!”