Be not conformed
But rather, be transformed
Let our lives tell the story
Of where our hearts would rather be
Tag treasure
Secrets
I hear wind in the trees
Whispering secrets to me
I hold them close to my heart
These tales shared carefully
And I know I will never
Find peace like this moment
Of being held close and offered
Treasures forever
Return to Sender
Outliving the heart
Of a grandma dear, this
Gift is mine once more
Inherited Treasure
A treasure of mine
Is a tapestry that was
From my mother’s hand
She bought this deeming
It to be so beautiful
And now it is mine
I have been sewing
Since 1996, hope
To be finished soon!
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