I Knew the Moment the Shutter Clicked.

My Dearest B,

I knew the moment the shutter clicked

that this shot would kill me.

Before even seeing the picture,

I knew that it would bring a tear to my eye,

a stab in my heart,

a wistful feeling to my soul.

This is you.

This is you looking over there

(we were on the carousel at the time, but

you were looking over to the cars).

This is you years from now,

looking at your new college campus as we walk away,

looking down the aisle at your new bride,

seeing your children for the first time.

This is you.

And this is you getting older.

And you’re breaking my heart.

Love,

mama

The End.