Values

A thousand fragments of broken thoughts
invade my mind
tumbled,jumbled, like sand in a glass
uncountable
grains of multi-coloured sand.
What can they tell?
of you and I, of us together
we cannot measure the treasure we found
so late in our life.
Scales could not weigh it,
nor a bank vault contain it.
It has no price.
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Posted: Dec 2013

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Comments (2)

trurorob
Vary true there is no price on values.
Rob
beautifulyou
the nature of true love is immeasurable,
how beautiful you know the experience of that,

ty for your sharing agnata rose
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