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Life Is Full of Treasures

life is full of treasures sitting looking out at the courtyard she is not comely but has the most precious smile it radiates in the brightest sunny day her little wave of the hand acknowledging my existence as she passes on the walk in tandem is her cat i love watching them react to each other he unfolds upon the lawn rubbing his stomach it is easy to see the joy they share the old couple emerges across the way he will secure the door upon leaving hurries to the parking lot where he attends her door securing the belt soon they leave and will return later age has left her a bit slower he manages the door and releases the harness while she is on the way he pulls the folding shopping cart from the trunk empties the bagged groceries into the cart makes his way to the door where she is waiting to enter next door is the woman who is here to complete her education it has taken a few years for the R.N. degree began years ago as a hospital volunteer from there to nurse's aid to L.P.N. she earns her living caring for the elderly at some senior center, pays the bills there is more but we never go there in our short sharing conversations a broken heart and children states away she is dedicated to her dream two letters following her name to my right and two apartments away is a woman who fought life in the streets she spends afternoons with her dog they are a melding of hearts a life now existing in a sober ambiance graduate cum laude of a woman's shelter there are more jewels i have in this courtyard separating the roaming cats from my passion of feeding birds and they listen, sitting here peace reigns night they have the bowl i prepare in case any needs a nightly snack as mom always said the real jewels in life never know a chain or finger they are captured by the eye and held forever in memory where they will serve you well when life has its' stumbles they will give you peace in the worst gale that calls you away they are life's jewels teaching you how eagles rise above the storm Oregon 10/23

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Kelly Deschler

Date: 11/17/2023 4:10:00 PM

Your dear Mom was a wise woman, Timothy ... And, I can see that she passed such wisdom on to you ... Very, very well written ... Only a true poet can find such simple treasures in our world :)

Timothy Ray
Date: 11/22/2023 7:52:00 PM

as mom always said the real jewels in life never know a chain or finger they are captured by the eye and held forever in memory, moments when Love manifests itself, they will serve you well when life has its' stumbles they will give you peace in the worst gale that calls you away. they are life's jewels teaching you how eagles rise above the storm.....the greatest of them all is Love

Suzanne Delaney

Date: 11/7/2023 3:10:00 AM

Simple treasures. I loved how your words revealed each one. The smallest things bring me the greatest joy also. Best, SuZ

Timothy Ray
Date: 11/22/2023 7:51:00 PM

exactly....read Paula's response from me

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 11/1/2023 7:11:00 AM

I enjoyed your write. Life has many treasures if we will look for them. I wish you would write more... Have a blessed day...............

Timothy Ray
Date: 11/22/2023 7:50:00 PM

i am very large on holding that moment when love graces our lives...abandon expectations and you never give resentment a life to become a burr beneath your saddle...Let Go and Let God it is in Grace we discover the core...i began to study the great philosophers and came to the realization, the Stoics made sense and all i needed was to fully grasp was..... 1 Corinthians 13:4–8a (ESV) Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth

Anne E Sangster - K

Date: 10/21/2023 5:45:00 AM

Indeed, lifes jewels are all around us. This was a delightful read for me this morning. Hugs, Anne :-)

Timothy Ray
Date: 11/22/2023 7:40:00 PM

thank you Anne....But if you call me Anne, please call me Anne with an 'e'. I'm not a bit changed--not really. I'm only just pruned down and branched out. The real ME--back here--is just the same.