Many years ago, we were settled down
in our favorite chair, reading the newspaper.
Our son, Matthew (age 3 at that time), came
to show me one of his latest captures...a baby frog.
Looking for an avenue of escape, that frog quickly
bounded out of Matt's tiny hands onto our living
Soon, Matt and I were on the carpet, touching
the back legs of that frog, watching it hop all over
We certainly had fun with that frog!
Some may wish to cling to their lands and gold,
but for us, moments like theses are eternal ingots
whose worth cannot be measured.
Treasures such as these...are moth and rust proof.