So Many Things

by jimowensjr

So many things

In life to try,

Things to do

Not things to buy;



I’ve thrown away,

But keep the stuff,

Of that I cannot

Get quite enough;


Music, memories,

And friends of old,

These are in life,

The purest gold;



Safely stored,

They do not fade,

Nor rot or rust;

Of this is what life is made.



Even heartache,

Loss and sorrow,

Fill a life

With rich tomorrow.