My Special Object

My object is dull on the outside
but this object is beautiful on the inside.
This object is not just ordinary,
but it is a special object to me!

Yes, it is a box, my box is gleaming at me
like it is smiling at me;
my box is as smooth as silk can be.
This box is my special box because it is my family box
and it takes care of my things.
When I look at this box it reminds me of my dad
buying his shoe from the shops. Chi Ching!!
My box smells like my dad’s shoe smell.
My Special Box, thank you for keeping my things.