Poetry

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JUST AN OLD JEWELRY BOX

IM JUST AN OLD JEWELRY BOX
ON A SHELF AND MOSTLY FORGOTTEN
MY LID IS OFF THE HINGES
AND MY WOOD SEEMS ALL ROTTEN

I USED TO HAVE THIS MIRROR
IN THE LID YOU COULD LOOK
TO SEE YOURSELF WITH THE JEWELRY
I GUESS MY MIRROR WAS TOOK

I USED TO PLAY PRETTY MUSIC
BUT LIFE WOUND ME TOO TIGHT
I DONT HAVE ANY USE NOW DAYS
FOR I AM KEPT WAY OUT OF SIGHT

DOES ANYBODY WANT THIS JEWELRY BOX?
I GUESS I'VE SEEN MY BETTER DAYS
I WISH I COULD SERVE A PURPOSE
BUT NOW I HAVE LOST MY WAY

THEN ONE DAY SOMEBODY TOUCHED ME
HE REACHED DOWN FROM UP ABOVE
WITH HIM I FOUND MY PEACE
AND WITH HIM I FELL IN LOVE

HE GAVE ME SOME PRETTY MUSIC
A NEW MIRROR I CAN NOW REFLECT
NOW I'M A BEAUTY FOR JESUS
CAUSE JESUS DID NOT REJECT

I FEEL LIKE AN ALABASTER BOX
JUST LIKE MARY HAD BACK THEN
I MAY BE AN OLD JEWELRY BOX
BUT JESUS NOW ABIDES WITHIN

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