That little box so plain and simple.
Its smell of cedar is oh so fine.
It will stay embedded in my mind
throughout all the rest of time.
Grandmas hankies are inside,
I know they came from far and wide.
They were given to me by my Dad
soon after she had died.
I miss her to this very day.
She cared for me in her special way.
She went on to her final rest.
I love her so, she was the best.
I wish she knew me now.
I know she sees from up above.
That little box so plain and simple,
it fits my heart just like a glove.
Sometimes I sit upon my bed,
and hold those hankies to my nose.
Oh, that sweet smell of cedar.
So much better than any rose!
Written by: S. matheson |