I have a tiny treasure chest
No-one else can see
Where stored away are all the best
Things that happen to me
No-one else can see
Where stored away are all the best
Things that happen to me
From time to time I'll have a day
When life just makes me cry
Nothing anyone else can say
Brings blue back to my sky
When life just makes me cry
Nothing anyone else can say
Brings blue back to my sky
I'll gently open my toolbox
And not see gold or gem
But rather my life's building blocks
(not gathered on a whim)
And not see gold or gem
But rather my life's building blocks
(not gathered on a whim)
Lessons learned and loved ones lost
A few almost perfect days
Battles won at too much cost
Wrong turns and some delays
A few almost perfect days
Battles won at too much cost
Wrong turns and some delays
The "bad" you see are not thus so
(This took me years to learn)
It takes dark and tears to grow
Many truths to discern
(This took me years to learn)
It takes dark and tears to grow
Many truths to discern
~ Ellen Apple 06/23/2015
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