God's Boxes

Thank you so much, Karron Lee, for this lovely suggestion!  I will be reminding myself "The Black Is for Me to Let Go!"

I have in my hands two boxes,
Which  God gave me to hold.
He said, "Put all your  sorrows in the black box,
And all your joys  in the gold."

I  heeded His words, and in the two boxes,
Both  my joys and sorrows I stored,
But though the  gold became heavier each day,
The black was  as light as before.

With curiosity, I  opened the black,
I wanted to find out why,  
And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole,  
Which my sorrows had fallen out by.  

I showed the hole to God, and mused,  
"I wonder where my sorrows could be!"
He  smiled a gentle smile and said,
"My child,  they're all here with me.."

I asked God,  why He gave me the boxes,
Why the gold and  the black with the hole?
"My child, the gold  is for you to count your blessings,
The  black is for you to let go."