Untold

My father's demise came relatively early at 58 He never took the time to share stories yet untold Little was left at his passing except for headaches After his death, there were things that began to unfold I wish he had opened up and released the pains in his soul Because the good side was left closed, I shut him out and locked the door I only remembered his bad side which left me sour and pained to the core But I am grateful that my siblings set me straight before it was too late At a family reunion, I heard things, good things, that I had never heard before I was changed; my heart unlocked; daddy returned to my memory; I felt great 081420PS