treasures

by mimzy333unknown, Washington, USA

Jan 2014 531 Views 10 comments

treasures

They roam the hills and the valleys of our years these treasures of our lives and of our peers. They flow like gentle music throu our busey days,and rage like torrents of rain altering our stubborn ways. They mellow our aging,bring memories we hold dear; and wiser mold our thoughts while we are here. Treasures: yes, they are many; they are finer then gold.

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Posted: Jan 2014

About this poem:

no matter how ump-teen years of old there is in our lives the memories we gather along the way are what makes us whole

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Comments (10)

shadow1950taunton, Somerset, England UKJan 12, 2014

hi Cameal I think you have found the meaning of true treasure lovely poem

sundayrose1san francisco, California USAJan 12, 2014

Very true my dear friend. There are so many that I treasure for me that I will always hold dear in my life, and you, more than anyone my friend, would know who it would be. And you are one of them that I hold dear as my treasure.

Thanks for this nice reminder of those that are so priceless and valuable my friend.

Take care and it is so sunny today whereas it rained a little bit yesterday and we do need more rain. My friend Libby in England told me yesterday that they are flooding on that part of the globe.

Love you always,

Phyllis