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Old photos found laying in the bottom of a drawer,

snapshots of time frozen by a family member gone.

Images by a process becoming obsolete

of simpler times of lives lived in decades long since past.

I wonder what was in their thoughts as the shutter snapped,

if they had an inkling of who would posses them now.

Strangers from future times they could hardly comprehend

where photos are taken and stored in ones and zeros.

Viewed mostly on devices that they would not believe,

carried in a pocket with other needs of the day.

How many of these new images will be around,

found by those not yet living to see our frozen time.

Will they be lost forever on media then obsolete?