Creative Memories

It's August 6th.

I want to drop everything and scrapbook.

All I need is a bound book, scissors and tape

Patterned paper and a sharpie

To turn back the clock

And capture memories and moments.

And photographs.

I'll wrestle my nostalgia to the page

Adhere it, trap it, tape it down

So there it will be, forever.

Homecoming queen, graduation

Birthday parties, unique dates

And that day we did lunch in the fall.

I remember these times smiling

Plucking each one from the safety of my heart.

Your face will fill my pages.

Your exuberant love will be my design.

I'll capture that glint in your eye

Temporary perfect happiness

As the camera flashed

And the moment lingered.

Summer's brightest days

And most beautiful patrons, basking

In the glow of freedom and free time.

When we picked berries, cheered at the game,

Got stomachaches from those huge pieces of cheesecake

Sat by the lake and talked for hours

Stuck our feet in the hot tub

And sang so loud in the car.

You'll have a sticker by your picture

And a caption by that captivating smile.

I won't let you go so quickly.

Every picture that I glue

Will buy me another minute with you.