Human Treasure
I will forever treasure the two of them.
One was a homeless man I met when
I was in the process of moving.
He said his name was Sky. My
Heart feels warmth each time
I think of him. You might say that
Meeting Sky was a 'going away
Present from God.
The other treasure, I never met.
She passed by and obtained a tool box
While I was away. It was free, but she
Was very happy to come across the rusty
Old tool box. It wasn't free because I did
Not value such a tool box, but rather because
I no longer needed it and wanted someone
Like her to have it and fall in love with it. She
left a thank-you note with her name on it. Her
Name was Crystal. Her note on the little
Piece of paper she wrote on connected us.
Crystal and Sky. Great gifts from God.
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2025
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