I searched my wallet,
I found nothing,
I checked my pocket,
I found few coins,
I found nothing,
I checked my pocket,
I found few coins,
I dive in my bag,
I found a segment of my life,
I tried to visualize it,
It just something I've been through,
I cracked ajar my closet,
Dust blew me to reality,
There's nothing there,
Poor and lonely,
Then I look into my heart,
I found you there,
And I realised how rich I am!
cause you are my treasure...
Published by shandy amad
- Letter to My GranddaughterWritten 2/4/09, this is the first entry in the pregnancy journal. Imaginative conversation with the future. The journal is my gift to all mothers, grandmothers, daughters and granddaughters.
Reliving My Past Through Garage SalesHow I stay in touch with my past through other people's discards.
Treasure at the TableThis is a very short story of how Jesus is the true treasure when put up against temporary valuables in this world.- Poem: Deep Inside My HeartThis is a short poem on what lies deep inside my heart, it's secrets, it's joys and pains.
- Holiday Family Fun - Good Times at My Old HouseNew family members enjoy holiday at an old family homeplace.
- My Treasure for Five Years
- Ur My Treasure
- My Treasure Chest
- Your Trash is My Treasure: How to Find Free Stuff on the Side of the Road
- Make a Treasure Hunt for Your Kids
- How Becoming a Grandmother Changed My Life
- Daffy and Bugs Search for Hidden Treasure
