Collect Memories and not Things.

In a world of fleeting treasures,

Where possessions rule the day,

I seek a different kind of wealth,

In moments, I find my way.

I collect not things of worldly weight,

But memories, both big and small,

The laughter shared with dearest friends,

The love that envelops us all.

I chase the rising morning sun,

Embrace the warmth it brings,

I dance with shadows on the shore,

As the ocean softly sings.

In fields of flowers, I lose myself,

Their fragrance, a sweet embrace,

I marvel at a starlit sky,

And dream of distant space.

The whispered secrets of a forest,

A gentle breeze’s tender kiss,

These are the priceless gems I seek,

In moments, I find my bliss.

For time may steal possessions,

But moments forever stay,

They paint the canvas of our lives,

In vibrant hues, they play.

So let us gather memories,

Like petals in a springtime breeze,

For in the end, it’s not the things,

But moments that truly seize.

Collect the laughter, collect the tears,

Collect the love that surrounds,

For it’s in the moments we embrace,

That true abundance is found.

In this quest for happiness,

Let our hearts forever sing,

Collect the moments, not the things,

For they are life’s truest offering.

Guchi.