There are times when
you find laughter
through the tears,
when memories
and ties that bind
forge you on, like the
dawning of a new day

Treasured moments
spent in the circle
of family, to be
held in your heart
forevermore, building
a bridge of blessings,
"stone" by precious stone

Counted blessings,
one by one, with every
skinned knee and "kiss
and make it better"

Days when you know
there are angels
in your midst, just
by holding a little
hand or sitting
quietly with an elder,
whose wise eyes speak
volumes, even when the words
can no longer form on their
lips

We can walk through
life dismissing these
tiny treasures in our life's
chest, ignoring our "crest"
or we can choose to
celebrate them

I choose to celebrate...