Gone are the times,
When pictures cherished memories.
Now they are customary,
Yet moments are forgotten.
The aromas that once gladdened us,
Have consigned to oblivion,
And relishes are buried in agile.
May the delight fill back in place,
And may the custom be forgotten.
Smile wider, laugh louder,
Before we grab a click to add on,
To a hundred stories on Instagram.
Happier are the moments,
When the drills are bygone. 🌸