A GOLDEN TREASURE
Oh friend!
How I miss the
times we spent together
These are
treasures my
heart refuses to release
In the evening
when all is quite
your presence lingers
The golden threads
we have woven
together in this life
remain securely fastened
As we carefully
knotted the ends tied
them with pretty ribbons
Golden threads
tightly woven creating
a lasting friendship
A gold and silver
treasure to hold in
reverence not even death can
cause them to fray.
copyright by heather burns
Beautiful, Heather.
Beautiful, Heather.
Copyright © JessterStarshine
thanks
Thanks healingwoman for the lovely comment on my poem much appreciated heather