It was by accident I found it, in a box of odds and ends;
A short eight millimeter film my father made back when.
It’s Grandpa’s house up on the lake. I’d been just three or four.
The flickering images speak to me as from a distant shore.
The people who I knew and loved, who long since have passed on,
were shown as I remembered them from a time long since gone.
It is, of course, a silent reel and the colors fade a bit
but memories fill in the gaps as I remember it.
It was a perfect summer’s day, out fishing on the lake.
I imagine sunshine on my face as I view that scenic take.
My grandpa was a kindly man and, with infinite care,
He taught this headstrong little one about how we should share.
I’ve had my fill of tragedy, life isn’t always kind,.
but I know this made me smile, this serendipitous find.
Soon I must get back to work, resolving Mom’ estate.
But I’ve found a piece of Heaven here; all else will have to wait