Mar 23, 2015
Half-broken
Some pieces are chipped off
The top's been knocked loose
It's clear that some damage has been done.
Some might say it's useless
But then they'd be wrong
Seeing only the clouds, not the sun.
Take one look inside
See sheer beauty and gold
Beyond all that I can comprehend.
Wind it up with a twist
Hear it plunk through the tune
The only sad sound is its end.
The box is half-broken
The music off key
But it plays a fond memory of you and of me.
-Nicholas Staub-
