Palms of My Hands

When I was young I had lots of pictures of myself with my brothers and sister which my mother took and kept in albums. Most of them got lost along the passing of years. I realized I didn’t have photos of me in my teen years till I reached 30 yrs old. Now I make it a point to take pictures of me wherever I go. I bring my disposable camera to capture me wherever I go. I put labels in each picture so I will remember every event. I am doing this now even thou its too late but I believe pictures will remind us of the happy days of our lives and our youth that will never come back but will only come alive in those pictures faded thru time.