Dream Keeper's Box

Whispering winds, a box in the night,

Holding dreams in the pale moonlight.

Silent keeper of hopes so bright,

A cradle for dreams, out of sight.

In a corner, silent and still,

Lies a box with a gentle thrill.

Fingers brush its worn-out lid,

Gently it whispers, "Come, let dreams be freed."

Every dream that has ever flown,

Captured here, never alone.

A sanctuary for the mind’s own gleam,

A tiny world behind the seam.

Catch my dreams in your gentle hands,

Hold me safe from shifting sands.

A box that guards my nighttime glow,

Where hopes and fantasies flow.

Under starry skies, secrets dance,

Locked away, given a chance.

When dawn awakens the light,

Dreams take flight into the night.

So keep my dreams within your hold,

A treasure more than gold.

In your embrace, I find my way,

The box where dreams will stay.