I have a jar of marbles
That I love so much
I played a game to win them
I felt so filled with luckAs I won each game
My jar began to fill
I put it up on the shelf
And tried not to make it spill
I looked at it so often
Because I cherished it so
I was so happy knowing
That my jar did grow and grow
Each marble has a meaning
That is so special to me
If I lost even one
It would hurt me so deep
My jar got so full
And the shelf it did break
My marbles all went rolling
And I cried for goodness sake
I’ll try so hard to pick them up
Because I love them so
But I have to be honest with myself
Because this I do know
Once you lose a marble
You can never win it back
So I’ll try to win some new ones
And this time I’ll put them in a sack.