The Box
The Box
By Kevin Brown
When I was young we used to play
With sticks and stones and rocks.
But nothing, oh nothing, ever compared
To the fun we could have with a box.
Laugh and play we’d stay all day,
And we might even lose our socks.
Lost in space to a faraway place
Inside that plain old box.
Hooray today, we won a prize.
Not toys, or books or blocks.
No, we received the gift to believe
There’s magic in that box.
First a puppet show, then off we’d go
Down under chasing crocs.
Racing cars to the moon and stars
With just a simple box.
Then one day in a land far away
Where grownups race the clock.
Hoping to find what we left behind
In that torn and tattered box.
And, so it goes, that what life throws
Taunts and tempts and mocks.
Trying to keep the treasure we seek
Buried inside the box.
Old and frail our ship sets sail,
Battered by life’s hard knocks
On bended knee we make our plea
As we contemplate the box.
For in the end, please listen, my friend,
Life is a paradox.
If we should wait, no matter how great
Our dreams will stay in the box.
Copyright © 2020 Kevin Brown. All rights reserved.
Motivational Speaker & Author Kevin Brown
Kevin Brown is on a mission to help people and organizations embrace a simple philosophy that separates world class organizations and high performance people from everybody else. He is passionate about helping people expand their vision, develop their potential and grow their results. Kevin challenges people to show up every day and make a positive difference at work and in life!