Treasure (a poem)

Dearest, do not tell lies to yourself, And try to be who you cannot become, For sake of popularity, the false sun, Do not change for shallow recognition, You are far too precious to succumb, A treasure valued by confidence won. Copyright 2021 Joan Wiley

Lost Treasure

Hello Friends, A treasure exists in the world we live, worth more than a mountain of golden bricks. It goes by the name of happiness and each of us have it from our first born breath… As children, we do not know its name, but we live with its wonder, in our hearts and mindsContinue reading “Lost Treasure”