On the top shelf in the closet, In the workshop where he spent his extra time Was a dust wooden box _that i had never noticed till that time And we set on the table and carefully, we opened up the top And stared into the memory_daddy kept inside the box There was a letter from mamma, when she went out to reno To help her sister out in 62 And a flower from hawaii, when they went on vacation It was the first time that my daddy ever flew And the pocket knife i gave__to him on fathers day Years ago, i thought it had been lost We all thought his heart was made from solid rock But that was long before we found the box I guess we always knew it_but "i love you" was hard for him to say Some men show it easy and some just never seem to find the way But that night i began__to see the softer side of some i had lost I saw the love he kept inside the first time_we opened up the box There was a picture that was taken,when he and mom were dating Standing by his 1944, And the faded leather bible, he got when he was baptised I guess no one understood him like the lord And the poem that he had written, about his wife and children The tender words he spoke were quite a shock We all thought his heart was made of solid rock But that was long before we found the box Yes that was long before we found the box