Ellen's Valentine

I know of a special and magical box It never held shoes or pairs of socks Infinitely long and side to side It varies so greatly what’s inside It holds what it wishes, defying control It holds what is most nearest my soul Mixings and stirrings of mem’ries and dream Such is the content or so does it seem Creating dreamories behind its’ locks That is the trick of this magical box Spy past the locks with nary a peek And rest assured a voice will speak So yes today, on Valentine’s Day I’ll take a quick look if it’s okay And what do I hear and what do I see A friend of mine in one dreamory There on that spot still sitting with smile A most lovely lady I’ve known for a while The brown hair flows a bit less now And simple words convey her know how A beautiful lady this day and then A beautiful woman found once again A dream’ry friend and to her I dare say I wish you well on this Valentine’s Day