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In that old photo…is that me?

I’d really like to know

I think it does resemble me

but that was long ago.

I was so young…this I avow.

Still creating my blueprints.

But I’m much older than that now…

A lot has happened since.

In that new photo…is that me?

So old…but looking gay

I’m pretty sure that man is me

at least that’s me…today

The first photo…of course that's me!

but you can barely see my joy

The second photo…also me…

and also that little boy.

I’m not sure how it came to be

I’m not sure how it can…

But on the path of destiny 

that boy became that man.

The man was not part of the boy

For that is nature’s plan

But you can see it in his joy…

the boy is in the man.

Life is a series of photos

and as we live and grow

one photo is but one photo

not the entire show.

The man is 65…that’s true

The boy is 17

But the story of the two of them

lies in all the photos in between.

And though time has added a few wrinkles

that cover up my face

the boy, his joy…his twinkle

time cannot erase.