Treasure have I!
Not gold or fame,
But flesh, blood,
My own, my name,
Richest and dearest of all possessions,
My babies, my children.
Body, spirit!
Not cold objects
In ivory towers,
But mud and skinned knees,
Rocking-chair nights, and calls at dawn,
Beauty, love and all things rare,
My jewels, my children.
Love of all loves!
Not flashy sentimentality,
But bone and breath,
Sacrifice and heartache,
Lasting past death
And memories of unmatched happiness.
My children,
God-given,
Forever in my soul.
~ Sharon Davies
Picture: Lauren Robertson with her precious baby. Lauren used to be one of our Above Rubies helpers. She is now married with two children.
The above poem is published in QUIET REFLECTIONS FOR MOTHERS, a book of beautiful poems for mothers. Go to: http://aboverubiesbookstore.mybigcommerce.com/quiet-reflections-for-mothers-101-poems/