I have a box
I kept in the attic 

concealed and forgotten 

gathering dust


One day, I tripped on it

knowing what I’ll find

I opened it

with trembling hands


In it

sweet memories

long forgotten

came spilling out


Dearly beloved

from bygone years

stared right through me

mocking with their smile


Blinded by a sudden 
flood of tears flowing

images I hold

became blurry


Wiping away salty tears

one familiar face

stood out

with his famous jawline


His eyes

sparkled with merriment

lanky frame suppressing 

a hearty laugh


I let out

an audible breath

feeling a deep yearning

for someone we’ve lost


I miss teasing him

his chuckles 

still ringing in my ears

repeating my pet name 


All I have now

are echoes from the past

the black and whites

and his love deeply ingrained in all of us

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