Can you put a price upon a child's laugh?
What about a warm summer's day?
Are they not priceless gifts?
To valuable to squander
Wasted and never appreciated
Dissimilar miracles from the same origins
Few from the many too numerous
A lifetime of treasures waiting
Carefully hidden away
For the time when the key will be placed in the lock
And all of life's  beauties will pour forth
From the chest held within each of us