Do you have something you hold most days, near your heart and often at arm’s length just to see it’s worth?
Something like, “this needs keeping safe. Needs loving too!”
Something like, “this should be duplicated so that all the world could have this thing and experience what I feel.”
Should it…… not so sure about that?
What I feel when after work at the end of the day; I head down the road; closing the gap; hoping things will still be the same; as I walk through the door; “I’m home…. to my man!”
This part of Saturday Centus, prompt, Treasure.