My Magic Box Poem by The Dorset Viking

I will put in the box

a rugby ball made of pure gold
the sound of a well connected kick
and the cheer of the crowd as it goes through the posts.

I will put in the box

a grouse bone whistle which calls souls back to this world
a charred, hollow tree with jewels in the middle
the flame of a candle bringing hope to the earth.

I will put in the box

a single silver star
a golden eagle feather's eagle
and an encyclopedia of sport.

I will put in the box

a mirror that shows the truth
a hammer that can break anything
and the horn of a unicorn.

My box is fashioned from Diamond, Emerald and
and snow, with stalactites hanging from the ceiling
and a some rugby posts in the middle.

I will play Rugby in my box,
all day long and at night I will stare at the beauty
of the single silver star and dream of the next day.