The Treasure
The treasure doesn’t come in shapes and sizes
It comes in hugs and hi’s
It’s smaller than can be seen
But it can’t be stolen by any thief
Keep it locked always in your heart to be safe
And search for it to be great
Too much though will harden you
Then you have to ask the Lord to pardon you
The great search for love never ends
Magnificent powers and constructs it can bend
Forcefully and mighty is Love
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