The Box

On the top shelf in the closet in the workshop where he spent his extra time Was a dusty wooden box but I had never noticed till that time Then we set it on the table and carefully we opened up the top And stared into the memories daddy kept inside the box There was a letter from mama when She went out to Reno to help her sister out in sixty two And a flower from Hawaii when they went on vacation It was the first time that my daddy ever flew And the pocket knife I gave to him on fathers day Years ago I thought it had been lost We all thought his heart was made of solid rock But that was long before we found the box I guess we always knew it, but 'I love you' was hard for him to say Some men show it easily and some just never seem to find the way But that night I began to see a softer side of someone I had lost I saw the love he kept inside the first time when we opened up the box There was a picture that was taken When he and mom were dating standin' by his 1944 And the faded leather Bible, he got when he was baptized I guess no one understood him like the Lord And the poem that he had written about his wife and children The tender words he wrote were quite a shock We all thought his heart was made of solid rock But that was long before we found the box We all thought his heart was made of solid rock But that was long before we found the box