Down Key

There are moments where I just sit at my computer looking at images of her.

From when I first held her in my arms.

She gets older as I continue to view the endless snapshots.

There’s also videos of her.

Her giggle hasnt changed.

Hours pass as I stare at the screen. As if she’s gone.
The only thing that’s gone is the time that wont return.

She’s growing up. And all I can do is hit the down key.