“When I Think of All That I Hold Dear”

When I think of all that I hold dear;
I smile for my treasure.
Of my family, work and career,
My family gives most pleasure.

I think, I need, I know, I love.
Gifts bestowed from life lived well.
Of all the things I’m thankful of,
Thoughts of you, my heart does swell.

A man’s mere worth is hard to measure,
for time beats down upon his hope.
A man counts most on what gives pleasure,
Among lasting things to promote.

I can’t know how, or why I have,
Or what I didn’t do.
For none of this makes me glad,
As glad as I am when I’m with you.

When I think of all that I hold dear;
I smile for my treasure.
A man of luck I boldly dare,
to hold this formed conjecture.

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2 Comments on ““When I Think of All That I Hold Dear”

  1. Having a day, week, month where “time beats down upon” my hope. Thanks for the reminder of what’s important.

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