My Richest Prize
When I count the possessions
I have in my life
And on dark days
See them as few.
I'm reminded of something
I have beyond price
All my riches are
There in you.....
The warmth of your smile,
The touch of your hand,
The sweet gentleness
In your eyes.
The unselfish love
You unfailingly give,
I know you are
My richest prize.
Copyright © Sylvia Coulstock | Year Posted 2010
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