While I peaceful slept in slumber,
I was taken to a room,
Three boxes on a table,
Played the softest, sweetest tunes.
All was white inside this chamber,
Just three boxes and a light,
A light like none I’ve ever witnessed,
It calmed my fears inside.
No one needs to tell me,
What the boxes represent,
For I’ve always known the answer,
I kissed each box that had been sent.
The first box slowly opened,
There played the sweetest song,
My heart burst into gladness,
This tune was missing for so long.
The second box then opened,
With tears dripping from my face,
I laughed and clapped, as it was playing,
I thought those notes had been erased.
The third box opened slowly,
I shouted loud with hands in air,
The sound was so familiar,
I treasured all the music there.
I went back many times,
To listen to my tunes.
Overwhelmed with gladness,
As this music filled the room.
Then I looked at the first box,
Panic over took my heart,
The music there was dieing,
Slowly fading into dark.
I ran to the second box,
It was dieing too,
I cried in bitter weeping,
At the leaving of my tunes.
The third box sits there open,
Its music barely plays.
I sunk in tears of sorrow,
That it’s wounded tunes displayed.
One box was my mother,
She was the sweetest tune,
Another for my sister,
Who had left me far to soon.
The third song slowly fading,
I cried deep with in my soul,
Another sister dieing,
Her song now playing low.
I awoke to violent sobbing,
Releasing feelings held so deep,
Reality kept them buried,
So they found me in my sleep.
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