He was a talented man
Tell the many medals and trophies lining the walls
A music loving man
Say the many guitars and keyboards around the house
An imaginative man
Speak the many papers scribbled upon, rhymes of a wild imagination
Not a driven man
Sing layers of dust covering various articles of equipment around the room
He had a loving family
Testify the picture frames filled with memories that line the wall
They loved him
Sing the large group of belongings piled in the closet
God fearing people
Tell the many Bibles, devotional books scattered around the house
Blessed people
Say the high-tech belongings that came-by-chance
Not wealthy people
Speaks things that are covered with scars of past ownership
They lived a happy life
Whisper the smiles on the faces of those frozen in time in a frame
A fun life
Softly call the souvenirs lying about in every room
Not a perfect life
They say. Listening carefully to life's journey
But a good one.