Four Little Boxes

Four little boxes all in a row Four little boxes, each has a story that people should be blessed to know One box is fair One box is made with care One is covered with stains And the last is easy to see that someone loved to play games Four little boxes all in a row Four little boxes, each has a story that people should be blessed to know Four little heads, playing pretend Four little mouths, walking on the river and around the bed Four little eyes, seeing the world with wonder Four little minds, adding their own touch to people's hearts Four memories, full with pretend Playing house, and yelling when they couldn't go out Four little people, hugging and kissing, the purest way to mend Four little boxes, all in a row Covered in dust and snow Four little boxes, put away Never to come back and play The first little box passed away The second little box lost her way The third little box grew up And the fourth little box is making new little boxes that will one day Maybe be put away…