He sits & stares & doesn’t say a word-
Not even so much as would a tiny bird!
Silently, he sits, sometimes with a pout-
I just want to hold him & tell him not to doubt.
Oftentimes when he is in a strange place
-He seems only to recall his Dad’s familiar face.
He will talk about being a boy & going fishin’-
Always with his beloved Dad – on a fun mission!
He gives his Dad credit when it is Gary who deserves it-
Credit for running, losing weight & keeping fit!
His memories sometimes silence him, perhaps out of fear-
Would someone make fun of these things he holds dear?