Treasure Trove


We’re surrounded by things

Not always ours

But I think it’s good


Those who can have things

Everyone cannot afford acquiring

Maybe should be the subject of

Our conversation


Things mean ownership,

And ownership ties us to life

We can go too far

As so many of us do, for


Things don’t deserve attachment

That is treasure-madness

Everything is temporary, after all


I sit in a corner of my life

And wish we could talk in person

Having a drink in a favorite cup

You find what I provide acceptable

We hold forth, even outside cyberspace

And maybe make notes



We have a fine time

Promising another,

Knowing we will follow through

And we own a little more

Now having something of the strength

Of normal wealth


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