This is the title of a novel I started 15 years ago that came to me while caring for my sweet newborn baby girl in the middle of the night. With a full house of eight children ages sixteen to newborn, it really was the only time that it was quiet enough to hear myself think or read a newspaper, which I had been doing earlier. In the stillness of that January while looking down into my baby’s beautiful eyes I knew what the full meaning of “Where your treasure is, is where your heart will be.
I started writing something other than journal and poetry for the first time with the seed of that idea. But somehow life would come crashing in on me and writing was put to the side time and time again, until the fire of a new idea would spark and the urge to write consumed me.
The following verse is another way for me to express my thoughts relating to the importance of what or who we value.
I wonder if you can guess what I am alluding too? I am sure you can because I am not very good at subterfuge.
Where Your Treasure Is~In Verse
My treasures are not found in banks,
My treasures are not hidden under lock and key,
My treasures are like the wind and cannot be grasped by human hands,
My treasures make my heart leap with joy,
They are not found in foreign lands,
My treasures make me smile, shake my head, softly giggle deep within.
Are words that describe
I close my eyes and enjoy each one
Turning to see every moment in time,
My treasures are secured and shared but never given away
They will remain