This poem connects to my personal philosophy of life because I believe in a lot of what the poem is trying to say. I love to take pictures. I am trigger-happy when it comes to cameras because I think that as said, “a picture is worth 1000 words”. Every photo has a great story waiting to be told behind it. I think that photos, “bring fond memories”, and “recapture those old feelings” as said in the poem, and I believe that you can never have enough photos, as long as you have space to keep them all. This poem also connects with me because as grandparents age and become more and more frail, you start to realize just how much you are going to miss them if and when they go. Both of my grandpa’s have recently gotten sick and are not doing very well which has made me realize just how “precious” they are to me. I believe that it is the “old” things, and “old” people that are more beautiful because it is the memories behind them that make them so special. Of course there are “new” things, such as a newborn, which are beautiful too. But one day that same “new” thing or person will be “old” and full of memories making it that much more precious.
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