Her Music Box
Opening the box, she peers deep inside
Soft music is played from its underside
A smile appears on her cute tender face
Within her a giggle is everyplace
Her thoughts race, exactly how could this be
How do sounds exit something so pretty
The intricate markings on the box’s side
This is where the music comes to confide
She closes the lid and the music ends
Underneath she looks to see where it sends
But curiously she just finds a key
She turned it, twisted it, quite endlessly
Hearing nothing, she flipped the lid open
To hear the sounds that emanate within
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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