- A metal box encased by forest
- Held treasure deep inside.
- Dark as night and cold as steel
- Yet something did abide.
- Something big, something warm,
- And round just like the moon.
- Something quiet, something known,
- And like an angel’s tune.
- And then it’s opened amid the cries
- And darkness flees away.
- The humble treasure so deep and soft
- Touched a heart that day
- It wasn’t long ’til that pure gift
- Grew and begat two more.
- It wasn’t long ’til its pure owner
- Rushed on out the door.
- The night before was spent so slow
- Trying hard to relax
- And now, just dawn, it was time to meet
- With out a ne’er glance back.
- And there they knelt upon the mount
- With forever in their eyes
- Shining bright with radiant light
- Not seeing th’others die.
- Others gone, where they now stood,
- Two lives not seen again.
- Two lives which now replaced by one
- Were on the road again.
News and ramblings from the Kim and Mary Siever family