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 ... ....