In my Grandmother's House

There are two pictures
In my Grandmother's house
That will never grow old.

As the seven around them
Year by year
Show the ticking of the clock
They two remain,
Torn away
At the fragile ages
Of three and eighteen.

There are two pictures
In my Grandmother's house
That will never show time.

As the seven other grandkids
Grow and change,
Push and pull,
The two stay the same,
Ripped from their family
Who never said goodbye.

There are two pictures
In my Grandmother's house
That will never grow old.