The Mother's Day Box

I wrote this one last Mother's Day and made an origami box to go with it.

This is my box made for wishing
It's powers are known far and wide
Go to bed, close your eyes, and with the sunrise
You'll find that your hopes are inside
. . .
You see that right now it is empty
Or so I am sure it must seem
But the cause for that, as a matter of fact
Is that none of my hopes can be seen
. . .
I hoped for a friend I could trust
With all of my secrets and fears
Who stood right beside, soothed me when I cried
And wiped away all of my tears
. . .
I hoped for someone I could turn to
When good times were all I could see
The laughs we would share, the danger we'd dare
Our joy growing endlessly
. . .
I had hoped for someone who's perfect
And though you might say that I lie
My hopes all came true, I swear it to you
And You are the reason why
. . .
Yes, you see that my box is now empty
But that's because you are alive
I wished for you and my wish came true
Happy Mothers Day, mother-of-mine