The only photo they had of him

Was a recent one he’d put on Facebook,

Taken with his two year old baby girl.

He was holding her

Up by his chest, his arm tight

Around her tiny legs.

She clasped her left hand in a fist,

Like babies do, when they grab a rattle, 

Or a finger, but hers was empty.

Her right hand rested on his shoulder,

And in it she clutched a tube of uncapped chapstick.

She had his eyes and his kinky twirls of light brown hair.

They were both beaming big smiles.

And it was such a lovely photo,

They put it on top of his casket

Which was closed.

-jenn