I placed my life into a box to carry it away
I held it close, and locked it tight, and never let it stray.
It was my pet, with cardboard flap and pen marks on the back
but I forgot my life inside this massive cardboard sack.
I placed my life into a bag to contain its many parts
I threw in everything I owned, and feelings of the heart
It was my haven from the world, my safety from all pain
but in not trusting risk or self, I limited my gain.
I placed my life into the hands, I learned to trust with time
I set my fears upon His scars and rest upon His rhyme
"My darling daughter, peace is here; lay your burden down.
I will hold your life for you, and you may wear my crown."
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