Dad In A Box
I found your life tucked away
inside this small dusty box. ...
all alone I began sifting through
as it spoke so softly, I realized ....
you didn't learn to speak,
until after, breath escaped your lungs.
so now I listen to your ghost whisper
to me as I scan still memories,
left to throw away all the mundane. ...
don't worry dad,
I'm not afraid and I no longer cry tears,
that flow without permission ...
instead I hold on to reality that
I never knew, and hardly ever will ...
yet, life goes on
outside of your small dusty box,
where I continue scanning lost times.
so for now,
I put on a smile
and tell my little boy,
all your things left behind,
were all left
for him ... ....