I TREASURE

Poetry Jam

Treasure or Trash

Treasure The Touch

I treasure things I touch that bring pleasure to the skin

It may be a soft silk shirt or what is there within

I treasure the energy that touches my fingers and my eyes

It makes the smile brighter as discovering a suprise

I love to find a treasure of photos from the past

It makes me know that the memories will stand the time and last

I love the treasure of time we spend here and now with grace

It may be the best present that is sent from a heavenly place

I do not bury treasure or pack it away from light

I want to touch it daily and feel its energy flight

I will touch an old soft blanket or old wood photo frame

I find the soft center in the remembering that came

But

What I truly treasure is the future of time and space

What I do not know but will touch my hands, my hair, and face

What tears will fall from the treasures long time lost

What now replaces those drops is new energy tossed

So

Treasure your time with those both young and old

Time will take both youth and age

and

you can not rerun

A day or hour or second

once its past your way

Treasure your time with friends

both old and newly found

Time with them expands your heart and makes a place within

A wonderful garden space

where you can plant

the

seeds of faith and love begins

Treasure the kiss ...Treasure the touch... Treasure the time

We have on earth

Treasure the colors.... pastel and bright

Treasure the moon you see tonight!