“A genuine smile is one of the world’s rarest treasures.”
I do declare today’s word is TREASURE
May we TREASURE each day as its mysteries unfold
Bringing surprises that are wondrous to behold.
Last month’s smoke-filled air brought darkness that I feared
While under my mask, a smile appeared.
A huge wardrobe box arrived from a long-lost pal
At 94, my Aunt Betty Jo is quite a gal.
She sent me this Chippendale chair and a well woven tale
That she packed with care and sent through the mail.
By the 70s, my mama, Shirley Gold, was already a brilliant creative
Producing many a needlepoint, she was a Tennessee native.
It was then Betty Jo asked my mama to fashion a cushion with a color scheme
That matched her wallpaper with a poppy flower theme.
Now it sits in my home among moms’ prolific works of art
This TREASURE does surely add comfort to my heart.
I’m extra grateful to talk to Betty Jo on the phone
Hearing stories from the past as I sit on my new throne.
I value the time we share for the mindful insights
Of a long life lived with heartaches and highlights.
As challenging and strange as the world is nowadays
I believe mom is smiling, sending her loving ways.
The turning, whizzing world is tricky to measure
I’m counting on each day as one to TREASURE.
May we TREASURE each day
Peace & Love