SHARING SECRETS

White puffs of wishes, carried by the breeze,
Laughter echoed through the rustling trees.
Barefoot days and scraped-up knees,
Sharing secrets whispered underneath the leaves
Golden fields may hold their sway,
But childhood dreams light up the day.
For love that blooms and hearts that sing,
Those are the treasures life can bring.
Creaking whispers, stories old,
In grandma's arms, a heart of gold.
Worn patches where we used to sit,
Sharing secrets, giggles in a fit.
Though diamonds sparkle, fortunes grand,
Love's gentle touch, a steady hand.
Warm memories, a calming beat,
These are the treasures, oh so sweet.