My Treasure
By Leonard T
My blanket of old and young memories,
My towel of endless care.
My family and friends’ love with needle and thread,
A memoir of sight and smell.
My recollection of jewelled minutes, hours,
Days of irreplaceable seconds.
My chessboard of soft pearls and faded emerald,
Each thread filled with love.
My senses of vision and scent brings me back,
Back to when I came.
My name sewn with jade threads, my own,
A bear face beneath my name.
My sacred gift of precious treasured moments,
A fragment from my childhood.
