Pictures, frozen moments in time,
Capturing memories, like a treasured rhyme.
A snapshot of joy, a glimpse of the past,
A reminder of love, that forever will last.
With colors and light, they tell a story so bright,
A visual language, that transcends words' might.
They evoke emotions, and spark the mind,
A window to memories, left behind.
A smile, a laugh, a fleeting embrace.
A keepsake of moments, that never fade away.
Pictures, precious pictures, a treasure to behold,
A memory book, that never grows old.
They bring us closer, to moments gone by,
A visual poetry, that touches the sky.
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Wild Card Weekend Recap: What Happens Now?
I think I figured out why I love Wild Card Weekend so much. It's because it's the first playoff anything of the calendar year. The NFL season starts in the fall, and once upon a time, the champion was crowned either on or slightly before New Year's. The evolution of the NFL schedule has resulted in the playoffs starting just into the New Year, and currently, the final week of the season falls on the first weekend of the New Year, with Wild Card Weekend coming a week after that. So yes, chronologically, the NFL's Wild Card Weekend serves as the first playoff anything of the calendar year.
By Clyde E. Dawkins7 days ago in Unbalanced
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Such cherished memories. Loved your poem!