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God's Boxes



I have in my hands two boxes,

Which God gave me to hold.

He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black box,

And all your joys in the gold."



I heeded His words, and in the two boxes,

Both my joys and sorrows I stored,

But though the gold became heavier each day,

The black was as light as before.



With curiosity, I opened the black,

I wanted to find out why,

And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole,

Which my… Continue