Little Treasures
By: Deborah Boyd
I walk softly
With Heavy steps
To a place unknown
And Time unspent
The World stand still
All Quiet and dark
As I creep further in
Oh God show my a spark
Please lead me the way
I know not how to go
I give you my hand
In hopes for you to show
I see a light
So far away
Should I go further
Or remain where I stay
I step a little closer
Its lighter with ease
When soon I come to realize
My fears they have ceased
It then comes to mind
What I had feared the most
Was nothing at all
Just my own little Ghost.
So without life’s little journey
No one will ever know
Could be Gods little treasure
He wanting to show.
