Reverberations

Include these words in your poem: photograph memory tomorrow

Thousands of images
stored in my phone
of places I've been
but more, the
places I want to return to,
need to return to,
will return to.

Prints of the photos line my walls--
the USS Missouri, Maui sunsets,
waters falling into secret lagoons.
Plumaria blossom bouquets
of new friends and old.
A place that never lets me go,
holds me tightly in an inescapable hug.

Sure, I can scroll through,
remembering events, 'that time when we
did this or that.' Refresh a memory
not yet gone stale. Scroll and dream
of new adventures.
Tomorrow's memories reverberate
through yesterday's photographs.