Treasures

I collect things
Little things
They catch my eye
Something special
A piece of driftwood
Pulled from a cloudy swollen creek
I wonder where it had been before.
Shells, shark teeth, sea glass
And a shiny fishing hook
Found in Venice beach
A beautiful sunny day
A momento
A reminder
Of a perfect moment
A piece of sun
On a now cold day.
A silver cup
Antique find in a Carolina store
The lion so strong
Now filled with eucalyptus
A scent which brings comfort.
A shiny compact
Aquarius design
Holding a mirror and drying remains
Of a powder never used.
I see no use for much makeup
I wear no mask
I am myself,
This gift from a bonding moment
During chemo,
Given to be prettier
A makeup bag all given away
Because at the worst of time
I still had to be just me.
No wig, rarely a scarf
Just plain old me
And that made me happy.
But this silver box,
I had to hold it
Not given away
Something that is a reminder
Of that day
As I sat with Mom
Learning to apply makeup
To a red puffy swollen face
You see my mom,
Her zodiac sign is Aquarius
And this is my treasure
My reminder of a pure moment
Of mother daughter love
Through a hard time.
My gift
Kept close to the heart.