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My Box of Sadness

I have a box of sadness that I keep upon a high shelf an old and tattered pretty box worn from being opened looking inside with falling tears I see all my collected sadness in that box dwells my pain, grief, and sorrows I have put my memories inside and closed the lid real tight until I must remember then, I take the box down from that high shelf touching it tenderly I remember and slowly open up the lid looking inside at all my sadness I weep for all the hurts within _____________________________ March 03, 2023 (Repost and Edit) Poetry/Free Verse/my box of sadness Copyright Protected, ID 03-1529-202-03 All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France Submitted into the Premiere contest, STRAND PREMIER No 1194 sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 03/05/2023

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Stephan McBride

Date: 3/3/2023 4:00:00 PM

You who are my Comforter in sorrow, my heart is faint within me. Jeremiah 8:18 NIV Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. Matthew 5:4 NIV Great poem my friend, you have an amazing gift in being able to encourage all , my heart mourns with your losses but glows with your strength, blessings to you

Constance La France
Date: 3/3/2023 4:52:00 PM

Stephan, thank you for the compliment, comment, and bible quotes, blessings, Constance