You are the reason I am who I amβ
you gave me something I still carry:
a treasure that never tarnished.
Curiosity.
That restless, wonder-struck kind,
the kind that keeps a child awake at night,
asking questions no one else thinks to ask.
I remember you once caught a dragonfly
right out of the airβ
bare hands, like it was nothing.
You tied it to a string,
and caught a bullfrog for me
on an old fishing pole.
I thought you were magic.
I remember the first snake you ever handed me.
I wasnβt scaredβ
I trusted my father.
A little grey hognose.
Theyβre still my favorite.
They always will be.
And I remember when you left.
Iβve never stopped wonderingβ
was it easy?
Did you have to close a door,
or did you just keep walking?
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