I will put in the box

The sun reflecting of the sea,
Dolphins diving in and out the ocean,
The first laugh of my silly sister.

I will put in the box

Waving snow angels,
A sip of pure white milk
A long storm of snow

I will put in the box

The happiness of my first Christmas
The first joke of my favourite grandad
An the first laugh of my twin

I will put in the box

The last memory of my parents together
My sister with a toy gun
And me in a dress

My box is fashioned from snow, rubber and steel
With a pure black lid with secrets deep down
The hinges of the Hulk’s toe
I shall ice skate in my box
On slippy-tumbling ice in Antarctica
Then rest on a black mat
The colour of the moon