Mary Scott Poet Rhyme

The Box

I was grateful for the love of family and friends

But I was longing to hear your voice just once again

Then I came upon a box that I had not seen

There was a note that read ‘just a few keepsakes to you-from me’

 

I would recognize that handwriting anywhere

It was from you, my beloved my dear

I carefully opened it--not knowing what I would see

The box opened easily without a need for a key

I peered into the box

At first, I was a bit confused

Was this one of your jokes?

Or were these things really to be used?

 

There were:

Glasses – to help me to look for the best

A blindfold – to assist me in overlooking the rest

Some glue – to remind me not to be broken apart

A doorknob – to keep open the door to my heart

A glove – to incite me to offer a hand when I observe a fall

A ladder – to provide me with the vision to help others stand tall

 

I closed the box but promised to open it again

Whenever I missed the voice of my mentor and friend

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