In vain I try to count your worth
Try to open long sealed up jars
Finding dazzling gems I unearth
It's like counting the night sky stars
Love, the soul prison soon unbars
Your vast value you soon shall see
Cracking like light pierced, life long scars
You'll know your importance to me

You're like the sun's golden glow
The peace of soft rolling tides
The silver moonlight shadow
But worth so much more

The best part of being alive
is that you got to decide.
Never settle for less
than what you can aspire.
Don’t listen to people
who determine your worth
by what they see on
the outside.
You have a thoughtful mind
and know exactly the value
of your heart.
Your happiness is in your hands.
Don’t you dare let it
slip through your fingers.
The hate must not
influence your mindset.
You are you.
Think like you.

Storyteller’s Duty (Cinquain)

What is the value of silver and gold?
Is it enough to buy beauty?
What happens when beauty grows old?
Does her story remain untold?
Isn't telling the storyteller’s duty?

I'm tired.
Not that tired
which makes you stay in bed.
But the one that
makes you wish you did.
I think about life
and the value it has.
It can be worth more
than diamonds and gold.
Or it can be worth less
than coal.
I chose the second option
because I'm tired.
But if I rest my life,
put it on hold
and let myself breath,
I could make life more valuable.
Yet, I wish I was in bed
and sometimes I'm guilty
of wishing I was dead.

Thank you, sincerely, thank you.
For the gift of time that I treasure,
a legacy without measure, it may not seem much at first thought.
However, the gift of time;
cannot ever be valued enough.
It is a treasure of trust
one would say it is a must.
Time of all gifts cannot be taken back;
when given it is merely given.
Therefore, your time; your effort;
your dearest days and years.
I adore them the most.
I love every second the most.

Sincerely, thank you, for your time.

Time is what you have that contains the most value.