Box In The Corner Poem by David Keig

There's a box beside the corner
just by the entrance door
that's marked only for my eyes you see
just me and no-one more
it's a box that holds its secrets well
it's a box that tells no tales
it's a box that's with strong tape tied up
and with its lid closed tight with nails
it's a strange box that you'll find there
you'll wonder why i guard it so?
and if you ever look inside
no further meanings will you know
it's the box that's stamped for me alone
it's the box where i am me
and if you ever break this box
then i never will be free.