Tuesday, September 25, 2012

My Treasure


This was written on 9-24-12 at Dancer's Edge in Hiawatha, IA, after visiting one of my high school classmates last weekend.  I came away feeling like a failure until I remembered that I need to store up treasures in heaven.   

My Treasure

As you're looking down on me
From that high and lofty tower,
With your fame and hard-earned fortune 
And all your worldly power;

Don't pity me or be distressed
For what I might have been,
Or for the path I've chosen
To travel way back then.

I'm saddened that you'll never know
Priceless moments that you've missed...
First steps, first words, sweet baby smiles,
Hurts someone else has kissed.

Your house is filled with portraits,
Winning trophies everywhere.
Successes etched in marble,
But you were never there.

I don't need to carry photos - 
Memories play a special part.
This family is my treasure
Engraved forever on my heart.






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