Sunday, March 21, 2021


Writers' Pantry #62.  This is an excerpt from a poem I wrote as part of a short story some time ago.  As I look out my window on this beautiful, balmy, sunny first day of Spring I'm reminded of it, and the treasure we so often take for granted.  Submitted to Poets & Storytellers United, March 21, 2021


 Fiddle de dum, fiddle de dee

there's a secret to be told

to those who are seeking treasure

in search of a pot of gold.

In my lifetime there's a lesson I learned

riches aren't found in money

but in the wildflower meadow

where the bees collect their honey

Down the hill to the little creek

and the sound of its gurgling tones

as it flows ever so gently

over time-scarred and weathered stones

In the distant sight of birds on the wing

and the sound of their warbling trill

as they stop for lunch in the tangle

of blackberry vines just down the hill

Savor the colors that are yours to see

Grass so green and sky so blue

These are the treasures about us,

more than we ever knew. 


  1. How many of us miss the treasures close by, because we lust for unattainable riches?

  2. We would be so much happier--or a lot less sad--if we took the time to see, understand, and appreciate our everyday treasures. I love these three lines so much: "riches aren't found in money / but in the wildflower meadow / where the bees collect their honey", and believe them too.

  3. I like the juxtaposition of the gold (money) and the gold of the honey, as well as the sound of the river next to the sound of the birds. :)

  4. The natural world is indeed a great treasure. May we all value it as it deserves!

  5. You are so right, there is always beauty all around us if we wants to find it.

  6. treasures can be found everywhere, if we just look.
    there's much to learn from your poem.

  7. I cherish your words of 'infinite' wisdom .....