They say a picture is worth a thousand words. But what happens when you forget your camera, or you misplace your camera, or you simply couldn't get to the picture fast enough? We can't go around with the camera permanently held to our eye (if you use the eye piece) or with our arms held out so we can view the screen. So what happens when we have that "Kodak moment" but don't have the Kodak? We have...
Snapshots of My Heart
The love in your eyes
When our first child was born
Can never be captured on film.
The surprise on your face
When your unborn brother
Kicked you when you were
Trying to squeeze in between Dad and me.
A cuter ghost was never seen
Wearing your dad's white t-shirt
Your face powdered and
Brown eye shadow around your eyes
Giving you a more ghostly pale.
You screamed and couldn't believe
Your team had won and was going
To Nashville to participate in the state's
Odyssey of the Mind.
That leap of enjoyment when
Your team beat Kingsport in the
Determination on your face as
You and your fellow Scouts drove
Your Klondike sled through the
Streets of Bristol.
Round bicycle helmet perched atop your head
Cowboy pistols on each hip
Toy rifle in hand
Pacing the deck, keeping guard
So no more NASCAR fans took
a shortcut through our backyard.
Images unable to be captured on film
But will always be scrapbooked on my heart.
The above poem was written in 2005 and published in our community college's literary magazine. Do you have any images scrapbooked in your heart?