~* The Secret Box *~

I wonder,
I always wonder,
If we all have this magical secret box
Hidden somewhere deep inside us.

A place to keep our memories.
The happy ones sparkling with
The light of the joy we felt,
The dusk of the sorrows
Hidden deep inside.

Our magical secret box
Must be so filled
With the memories of life,
All the friends and emotions
tucked so carefully away.

Today,this very moment,
Will be added in
With all the others,
hiding in the almost dark.

And then, one day,
When we least expect it,
The Secret Box pops opens
And all the memories come flowing out
The sad the glad
The in between.

We relish in the deliciousness of some
And wander lightly through the others.
And watch with awe ...
The wonder that is life.