I sit here inside this memory

surrounded by things I thought I knew.

Superman capes and detective eyeglasses

I never knew the secrets you kept.

Those dark shadows that lingered behind

you when you would go quiet and blank.

Today I heard the truth about your onyx past

I heard it in whispers at the corner coffee shop.

You’re background was far from an adventure movie

You’re childhood far from a Science Fiction.

I now admire you more than I ever did before

For the make believe family tree you had to create

In order to be the wonderful man you would become.