The Value Of A Memory
True Treasures
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She placed , with gentle tenderness
the priceless, fragile figurines
Onto the tree of togetherness
but not to touch, only to see
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Her mama told her, be careful
but clumsy, plagued her tiny hands
And through her eyes, now tearful
she did her best to understand
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The smile that grew on nana's face
as they gathered shards and pieces
At her joy, now seemingly out of place
at these tiny, fractured masterpieces
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As baby cried in sorrow
at mama's furrowed and angry brow
Nana lovingly said, tomorrow
must wait, patiently, for the here and now
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Together they spent hours
making the memories that mending makes
The mood once foul and sour
over a moments, lapsed mistake
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They celebrated once again
as the mosaic memories, hung in glory
This the lesson needed to glean
and the moral of the story
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True treasure hides inside of us
in the immense beauty of the moment
Look deeper than bruises and cuts
and embrace the magic of what love is
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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Comments (7)
This was so beautifully done. Loved it!
Onto the tree of togetherness. Nicely Done!!!!
Oh my. This is gorgeous. Well done.
Very soulful Kelli :)
Beautiful and necessary reminder, Kelli! Thanks for sharing!
Thank you for the true treasures.
What a great family poem. Great work.