The Unopened Box
So many possibilities,
Of what could be hidden inside.
Is it a new book to read?
Or maybe a scooter to ride?
The suspense is killing me,
Part of me wants to rip it open.
And yet also,
To keep it sealed is another yen.
Because sometimes it seems,
As strange as this sounds.
The possibilities inside an unopened box,
To the imagination has no bounds.