The Difference - Mich

What a difference a year makes.
Rustling days shuttle between takes.
Picture perfect, poised to freeze
Encapsulated, not to be missed.

What a difference two years make.
Weary smiles lie in their wake.
Shuffling steps do they align
Away from that which is pined.

What a difference these years make.
Gaping words leave more to rake.
Memories do you count their shortfall,
The difference is, none at all.

-- Mich