A Treasure Trove of Love
Sweet memories folded inside Grandma's quilts and afghans
A cedar chest of forgotten trinkets caressed in my hands
This treasure trove holds a young girls dreams of love
A drop in Heaven's showers raining from above
Every drop gathers love from the garden bestowing affection
She wonders will she vaporize before she sees her own reflection
From the clouds, she hears, "do not fear", a voice true and wise
Love will grow, love will bloom, soon the vapors will rise
Heaven keeps all the love raindrops cannot contain
The clouds expand, the love will burst and rain will fall again
In the continuum of life, she will learn love never dies
The young girl will share her love; clouds will bring blue skies
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
for Treasure Trove contest (Linda-Marie, Sweetheart of PS)
Sixth Place
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2012
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