Deciding photos, the choice, difficult,
But it has to be made.
Once decided, we hit print.
Photos in hand we get the frame and get started.
Photos taken out and cropped to our liking they are strewn.
The images bring memories of him back as we fight back tears.
After all, we don’t want to have tear-stained paper.
Conversation that commenced was lighthearted and enjoyable.
Before we knew it we had it set.
She flips the frame and there we have it,
The collage had room for a few more photos.
We’re in silence as I lean on her for support.
The pressure comforting and keeping me whole.
The continuation of it happening as soon as possible.
We add a few more photos to it,
But that’s not the end of it.
The note inscribed behind having affection and love.
It was finally complete.
What was at first an idea, now a reality.
We stand there and relive the photos,
Memories like an everlasting film reel.
It’s now wrapped up and ready for him.
Will he like it? I think.
He will like it, I’m sure of it.
The embrace following, one of the best I’ve had.