In an untouched moving box
I opened an accidental time capsule
unearthing a portal to our past.
Countless shows
endless memories
favorite moments
inhabit the marrow of these songs.
Kenny’s curls rockin’
his smile beaming
his resonant harmony
wailing in his glory.
A piece of her daddy
to share with our child
arranged in his chosen order
containing messages eternal–
Strawberry Fields Forever
Forever became our wedding song
sung by our son.
A soundtrack to his days
begins with his humor
ends with a graceful reminder
he is in the Lord’s arms.
–Ben Harper Creamy Mix–
