I found a box full of memories and a brand new scar
And something's telling me that I'll never get very far.
I found a box full of memories and a bitter taste
And something's telling me that my life's been a waste.
I found a box full memories and a few salty tears
And something's telling me that I haven't cried in years.
I found a box full memories and good old empty love
And something's telling me there's no angels above.
I found a box full of memories and Daddy's old gun
And something's telling me that he's finally won.
This is a beautifully expressed poem, Gina, one that shows you have considerable poetic talent and touches one's heart as well. Carl.