This was inspired by an exercise in personification I assigned my high school students -- they had to choose an item important to them and write from that item's point of view.
I am the moment frozen in time.
Out of every other moment,
You chose me.
I hold expectation in my frame.
I capture split seconds.
I carry hope.
You can put me away in a drawer,
Forget me, even willingly,
And I will still resurface years later,
The moment fresh again
As if the years never happened.
Opportunity holds it breath
As the shutter clicks.
You widen your eyes,
Stand up tall,
And smile --