L'Album De Toi

When I'm alone in Paris
And you took the kids
Down the flowery road of vacation
Thanks to God and the magic
Of the art of photography
I feel less alone than you think
I take my album and I open it
And the next moment I rediscover

You, pretty chubby baby
Holding a little puppy close
To your bare body
You, with tears streaming down
Desperate
At the entrance of kindergarten

You on your tenth birthday
Blowing out candles with bright eyes
For your age
You at fifteen on the beach
Showing off
The fruits blossoming from your dress

You paddling on a lake
You graduating from college
You making funny faces
You pressed against someone
Whose face a killer razor
Has sliced up

And here I am
Leaning in, all touched
By these photographs
Poorly framed, outdated
As I flip through them
With my heart like my finger
The album of you

You lovely in spring
Hair blowing in the wind
Riding a moped
You singing a little song
Imitating
The voice and gestures of a star

You dressed for a ball
In a low-cut dress
Leaving little to the imagination
Me, kind of dumb in the back
Awkward
In my military suit

You on our first date
If the shot is blurry
My hand was probably shaking
You in the church in Neuilly
The day when with a "yes"
God united our paths

Hallelujah!
Blessed be your parents
Who for years
Thanks to Nicéphore Niépce
Had the brilliant instinct
To create for me
The album of you

You passionate about ecology
Marching in Paris
To save the planet
You cheeky, you stylish
One night
On the fourteenth of July in celebration

You arriving at Roissy
From a ski vacation
With your leg in a cast
You daydreaming by the fire
Very diva
Very theater heroine

You in wide attire
Posing with humor
Beautiful in your pregnancy
You holding to your heavy breast
The fruit of our love
Six pounds of tenderness

And here I am
Coloring in my dreams
These black and white magazines
From a beautiful picture book
And page after page
Comes to enrich for me
The album of you

You, captured by various lenses
In the moment
Since your early childhood
As circumstances allowed
To bring to me
The album of you