A box of Dolls♥♥

There is a tiny box of dolls On the shelf by my bed.
Each doll is for one worry that May rise inside my head...
The box was given to me by A friend, whom I adore .
I started wonderingJust what is Worry for?
Is worrying Worth My Precious time?
Does it serve any good ?
Will it relieve my deepest pain Or guide me on my way in life?
Can it lesson all  my misery Would it minimize striving ?
And, will it add one single hour To the end of my life?  The answer to my question is  Of course, "NO"  :(  
it Can't ! So  Now,  Worry has no place in my head !
No victory it's proving on The dolls--
I'll keep them anyhow And use them differently....
I'm sure my good friend wouldn't mind this new idea, you see
I'll pluck each miniature dollFrom its box every night And thank the Lord for giving me A more eternal sight.
Yes, with each figuring I Shall count one blessing too. . .
And pray before I sleep that God'll  Make anxious hearts Follow His Rule  ...