Build yourself a strong box,

Fashion each part with care;

When it's strong as your hand can make it,

Put all your troubles there;

Hide there all thought of your failures,

And each bitter cup that you quaff;

Lock your all heartaches within it,

Then sit on the lid and laugh!

 

Tell no one else it's contents

Never it's secrets share

When you've dropped in your care and worry

Keep them forever there;

Hide them from sight so completely

That the world will never dream half;

Fasten the strong box securely - 

Then sit on the lid and laugh!

                               - Bertha Adam Bachus