Picture Frame

It’s a moment frozen
Forever in time,
Preserved for eternity
As life flies past you
And hard as you try
To hold on,
The clock hand
Slips out of your grip
And keeps turning
Ever faster.
But in the confines
Of this frame
The second hand stops.
There’s no moving forward,
Nor looking back,
Only that instant.
And in that instant
I could stay forever
Because I see you
Smiling,
And not for the camera,
For me,
And I for you
As I rest my head
On your shoulder.
And I wish
I could be
Contently contained
In that moment,
Caught inside
A picture frame.