I will put in my box

A single secret whispered in my ear
The last tear shared at an ancestor’s funeral
A melting snow flake on the tip of my nose

I will put in my box

Five gentle soldiers that fought in the war
A drop of grey water from Lake Lachrymose
A wardrobe of delicate dancing clothes.

I will put in my box

Four silent tasks tackled by a loving mum
The funniest memories of an older cousin
The last time I went to sleep

I will put in my box

The first brown leaf of autumn
Ten of the shiniest pennies from a wishing well
An icicle from the top of Mount Fuji

My box is fashioned from platinum copper and diamond
With a mind of its own
The lid is a bullet proof cover for protection

I shall sit in my box
In the corner with my secrets
Then come out a year later and the sky will be blue
The colour of the bluest butterfly