Treasures Possessed

Most will awaken each day,
Not to express...
Feeling grateful or blessed.
Choosing only to wish,
A doing to address...
Impressing someone.
With nothing else on their minds.
But hope to be noticed and accepted.
And spending a fortune,
To stand out from the rest.
With a becoming upset,
If this mission is not achieved.

Living a life to just impress,
Leaves what to who left to value?

Artifacts collected,
Either worn or addressed to treasure.
Eventually become outdated.
And as useless as a passing fad.
To last only as long as yesterday's news.
Or a closet filled with old shoes.
With price tags still on them.
Stored away to stay.
For a purpose and reason few can say.

And as time moves on as time does to do.
Nothing possessed,
To impulsively obsess...
Wished and wanted so bad to get.
Remains more to reminisce,
Than having buyer's remorse.
Too late to divorce from it.

Then it happens.
A growing older to begin,
Using common sense.
After much time spending,
Appeasing a fading foolish youthfulness.
Sitting to realize,
What was wanted to wish to have...
Had been accomplished to achieve.
Although impressions to make.
And acceptance to receive,
None of it returns a touch.
Or encouraging hug wanted the most.
By the very same folks,
Who cared to share...
Those candid moments nolonger there.

Yet...
Remembered how they dared,
Doing their best...
To be more and not less,
Than being better human beings.

Leaving most,
Who had awakened each day...
Not to express,
Feeling grateful or blessed.
But living their lives to address,
Impressing others.
That has left this investment,
As valueless as old artifacts.
Collecting nothing more,
Than many closets filled...
With an impulsive wasted taste,
Of time and on expensive nonsense!

'Hi.
I haven't seen you in years.
What are you doing?
Having a garage sell?'

'Well...
Actually,
I am giving this stuff away.'

'You...
Are giving this stuff away?
I would think about that if I were you.'

'Why?'

'These young people today,
Will rub mud on some of these clothes...
Put holes in them.
And before you know it,
Sell them over the internet.
And make a fortune.
Let me help you,
Take this stuff right back into your house.'

'I wondered why some kids came by,
To ask me...
If I had stolen this stuff.
So I told them I did.
I thought they were joking.
They then stared at me and walked away.'

'Well...
I'm glad I stopped by when I did.
Come on.
We're taking this stuff,
Right back into your house.'

'I have no use for any of it.'

'And I am saying,
As your business partner...
I'll handle the marketing.
While you supply and pour the tea.'

'I'm a coffee drinker.'

'Whatever.'