The Box... Poem by pilar guethon

The Box

the only place where you can hide from all the pain
the pace where only you lay for many years

the box keeps you six feet inder with no worrys or thoughts
where no light can reach that soft wrinkly skin

theres a place in that box to say our last words
but i gess i wasn't brave enough to explain

the box will soon take over your skin and leave no remains
but we will always hold you so dear in our hearts

for now the box will never be forgotten not now or never
so mimi keep us strong!

R.I.P Clara Martines 12.24.1931 - 5.13.2010

The BOX