Feb 20, 2020
The Music Box
And she was a the music box, it was a box of ordinary walls and simple teacup white
And when it whines up you could here hear a tiny drop of joy.
She was made her walls safe.
She is the sound that puts a soul at ease.
For she understood sacrifice like no other.
Her eyes filled with tears like a bay after a monsoon.
It was out of purpose,not because she was sad.
She was overjoyed by the look of his satisfied eyes while he slept.
She will not sleep tonight, as this moment is to cherish for life she said.
Not knowing it would leave her awake on countless nights
#Cookielogic
