Ouside
I can feel the rain
Inside suddenly pain
and sadness hits me at the same

I'm going through my daughters's things
Putting them through boxes of white
suddenly I feel so lost in memories
My tears fall and scatter the light

I find the owners manual for her purple Murray bike
and remember assembling it that long ago night
The night before one Cristmas past
I didn't know then, time goes by so fast

I found a diary she had written
and notes about her life
out from it fell an old photo of my grandmother
sitting in a lawn chair near my then young wife

And that's when the tears fell
from somewhere deep inside
and for the sudden memory of the past
I knelt, surrounded by memories and cried

JAMES T. ADAIR

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