"Invaluable, these three things I cherish"
he  tells her , "Will you sell each, ask any price"
"Certain wealth refuses to be sold", he makes it clear
" Whatever price you quote will be far less
than the value  I give, there is a flip side too,
others won't find any worth in its glitter,
then would any one even touch it, even if i offer?"
she was puzzled and demanded an explanation
"All the three are memories effulgent,
so much alive these moments are in my mind,
how would I transfer these to others, even if  they desire?
Imagine the moment they cease to be alive for me, in some case,
it's their death, they loose all value, just  dumped in to the dustbin of time"