By:  Pearl Light

At the bottom of the well,
There’s water.

At the bottom of the Christmas tree,
There’s the best gift.

At the bottom of jewelry boxes,
Are where we keep our gold.

At the bottom of the necklace,
Is the beautiful pendant.

And at the bottom of Pandora’s Box,
There was hope.

That hope is here now and so is great love.
That’s at the bottom of it all.

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