A Box of Me
A box of me upon a shelf
It contains not me but of myself.
Letters, trinkets and gifts inside
These are not things I meant to hide.
Of love, and hopes and dreams gone by
I put them away with a little sigh.
I saved them away for days so blue
I pull them out and dream of you.
A box of me upon a shelf
It contains not me but of myself.
Look through the box and remember with pride
I loved you forever, I was a happy bride.
