Clearing up

I got out a box marked "photographs and stamps". I packed it myself four years ago after dad passed away. Nobody has opened it since...

I cut away the tape, last sealed by my own fingers and hands. I opened the box. Memories flooded back... Memories captured in an instant in time of people and faces, sceneries in far away places... The photographs captured moments gone and never to return.

Moments when mum, and dad, were still around, still smiling, still with me...