My Treasure

by Ann Stareyes   Dec 8, 2004


You're a treasure, Made of pure gold, Something I desire, Never to be sold. You're my stars, When I look to the sky, That brightens my life, With you by my side. You're my sunshine, That heats my soul, You're now my heart, This I have been told. All I have to do, Is take one look at you, You're my precious treasure, And my dream come true.

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  • 20 years ago

    by vannesa

    aww... that was a good /cute poem!!:)