My Box

In my box goes many things
Like wishes, dreams and bits that bring
Many joys & sorrows; disbelief & wonder
About flowers and people and the cause of thunder.
I keep it by my bed at night
To hold my fears and tears and fight
To get a restful sleep for today
Without the nagging thoughts that play
Around my mind and tease my head
And won’t let me drift off when I’m in bed
Then in the morning I start afresh..
-March 13, 2013