Box of Memories

Another old poem. I like it. It's simple.

Here I hold a box of memories.

It shines through the darkness of night.

Bringing hope to you,

And to others, radiant light

 

This box holds everything we have known

What we have heard, what we have seen

To share with others what we have learned

And to uncover the things unseen

 

Someday, the world will hold our box

And love shall be everywhere

Through the streets and in the air;

Someday, everyone will care

 

Author's Note

Tell me your heart!