Unhidden Treasure
All life, most precious, born and unborn. Life flowing treasure we refuse to part. Something arresting, capturing, attaching to the heart. Family, faith, friendships, church, country; my treasures. Some like it hot, rare, and risky. I like spring showers and autumn breezes. The aged, sacred trusted treasures of respect.
102120PSCtest, 49er, Anthony Biaanco
7 lines, 7 words each line. 7P
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2020
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