Many people hold their treasures in life,
in hope chests big and wide.
I hold my treasures in cigar box,
a place where love and laughter never stops .
There's a ribbon that was given by a toddler one day,
oh the pride she held in the chance to give was upon her face.
A page colored for the very first time ,
and how she hugged me and told me it was mine.
I see a beautiful jewels passed to me one day ,
by a little boy he thought a diamond was displayed.
I cherish them all for they were from angels indeed,
in the tiniest hope chest works fine for me.
You see I have no children to hold and to love,
my children I will know when I meet God above.
So in this world all those tiny things are huge to me,
for it's those little things often people so blessed never see.
For those who does notice their tiny hope chest is in their hearts,
a place where her treasures will never part.
Shared with all who happens by,
for the love from that tiny hope chest shows within a mothers eyes.
Author notes
Little angels so tiny so frail live in the world of giants and oh so need our help . Give them time and patients and in turn they will learn the time and patients one day will be returned . Catch the kisses from the babies breath give them butterfly kisses while they rest hold all the treasure coming your way for they grow up so fast so show love everyday
A contest entry
- little things by Randomly Beautiful.
300 points, ended July 4, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like this poem alot. It is evident that you value the smallest things the most. It is the insight of true grace.
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Beautiful
Sounds like a gold to me. From all the love you show here on Ap you will be well blessed in heaven above! Thank you my dear friend for sharing.
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Oh, how beautiful!
Flawless and marvelous! Such honest, wonderful words capturing heart-felt sentiment! Oh, I hope you win indeed! This is going to be bookmarked by me!
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What a beautiful job you did on this one honey! I have one waiting on me in heaven, and three boys here... I still miss that one, and can only imagine what it must be like to go through life, wanting children, and never having them..
This is great!
Best of luck in this contest!
and love
Nyetta
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im sorry about your pain it sadens me that crack whores and what nots get to have all these children and the ones who would make awesome parents cant have any....... another reason the God thing upsets me... i have a few up there too with him..... im sorry you had to know this pain too... i was lucky to still have had one.... i hug you tight..... thanks for sharing this with us..... and good luck in contest.... but in the contest of strife this would win more then gold.... hugs granny....!
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Beautifully Written
This is a beautiful poem Stories. So much warmth and heart is poured into it. Thanks for sharing. Beautiful baby in the pic...Katie
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Lovely indeed!
Your poetry is filled with lovely sentiments and beauty of the important things of live. How uplifting to read you! I never tire of you!
God Bless!
Jennifer
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