Strangers in the Box

Strangers in the Box.

I wish I knew the people

These strangers in the box

Their names and all their memories

Are lost among the socks.

I wonder what their lives were like,

How did they spend their days?

What about their special times?

I'll never know their ways.

If only someone would have taken the time,

To tell who,what,and when,

Those faces of my heritage

Would come to life again.

Pam Harazim (rev)

Keep the Faith,