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...OF A BAD SINGER; EPIGRAM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE DONG WITH A LUMINOUS NOSE by EDWARD LEAR TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS HOOD by BARTHOLOMEW SIMMONS CASTLES OF THE SEA by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE LOST LAUGHTER by MINNIE HALLOWELL BOWEN THE LINNET by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES |