The Voices in my HeadThe Treasure Chest
January 2nd 2007 22:37
You are my daughter,
my light, my gold.
You radiate light from within.
A purity and wealth of
goodness.
So much goodness
to be found
contained within
your heart.
Like a treasure chest...
carried just beneath your chin.
priceless art on display,
in a beautiful, new museum.
The honesty of your eyes,
The truth you always speak.
The magic of your smile,
A gentle spirit of sweet.
All things sweet.
These memories of you,
that I gather and save,
the ones that you give like a gift...
remind me of a little girl
I once knew.
My heart breaks at the thought
of your own in pieces.
Tears flow, anger rises
even at the thought.
How can I let you go?
Not yet...
Please, not yet.
my light, my gold.
You radiate light from within.
A purity and wealth of
goodness.
So much goodness
to be found
contained within
your heart.
Like a treasure chest...
carried just beneath your chin.
priceless art on display,
in a beautiful, new museum.
The honesty of your eyes,
The truth you always speak.
The magic of your smile,
A gentle spirit of sweet.
All things sweet.
These memories of you,
that I gather and save,
the ones that you give like a gift...
I once knew.
My heart breaks at the thought
of your own in pieces.
Tears flow, anger rises
even at the thought.
How can I let you go?
Not yet...
Please, not yet.
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