You're My Greatest Treasure
You're My Greatest Treasure
Your life is a tapestry of troubles and triumphs
The lone precious gift of two souls
With desires to express and yearnings
To be understood and be whole.
Your time is not always your own I see
Demands by others from all sides
Betrayal by one who broke his promise
Leaving you at the mercy of the tides.
The legacy of a life threatening disease
Took hold while in your prime
Pain everyday was not what life means
When no one's around to take time.
One day a handsome knight comes along
Bearing the name of your city
A man named York from so far away
Who makes you feel alive and pretty.
The strains of life making are many
Stress from all directions takes its toll
Distance and time require so much
It's hard when you don't feel whole.
You know a connection and bond exists
Waiting to make your life complete
So hard when your man must wait
As your life struggles to make ends meet.
Days and nights are seldom your own
Your man barely fits your schedule
Struggling for patience he fails often
To rise to the occasion is a hand full.
Be gentle and see a pure heart within
Resides inside dented armor
He who loves you knows your pain
And cares enough to try harder.
Your love is his prize possession
And you have been weighed and measured
He carries a golden love for you
For you are my greatest treasure!
Copyright © 2025 Charles Edward York
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Written on February 17, 2025
Submitted by charlesedwardyork on February 17, 2025
Modified by charlesedwardyork on February 17, 2025
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| Scheme | A XXXB CDXD XEXE XCXC CBXB XFXF XGHG XAXA HXXA XA |
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| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 1,602 |
| Words | 315 |
| Stanzas | 11 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 2 |
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