I've the queerest, quaintest Jewel Case That you'd ever want to see, And no one can steal my treasures For I only have the key; And though I'm very generous, And let all who care to, peek And feast their eyes aplenty, They can't have a one to keep! Now, this Jewel Case is divided Into many different parts; I think I forgot to mention It is hidden in my heart. I have Jewels that I like having And some that are not so fair, But of those I do not like I am bound to take good care. I have Hope and Love and Laughter, And right next to them lies Gloom; I have Sympathy and Kindness, But I'd rather not make room For all those awfully dark ones, Sorrow, Pain, and Ghastly Fear, But they come in every Jewel Case Just the same as Joy and Tears! In one corner of the Jewel Case I have put my greatest treasure. I am always glad to show it, And it really gives me pleasure To share with one less fortunate This Gem above all others. I think it has been truly named, That Wondrous Love of Mother! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VENUS OF THE LOUVRE by EMMA LAZARUS SONNET: 8. WHEN THE ASSAULT WAS INTENDED TO THE CITY by JOHN MILTON THE SAILOR BOY by ALFRED TENNYSON NOS IMMORTALES by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET PSALM 125 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE FROM MOUNT MANSFIELD by BETTIE MARGOT CASSIE |