I have this box, it is all mine,
it may not be big and it may not shine,
but it is the perfect size for me,
i got it today from mommy and daddy.
I’ll sit it in the corner there,
and play inside it with my Murphy bear,
i won’t get sad when it’s time to go in,
because i know tomorrow I’ll be in my box again.
This poem is written/submitted by Audriana Louise M.