Something I Treasure

When you find something you treasure, 

Something that gives you great pleasure 

And you think it would be even more enjoyable 

If you shared it with someone very close, 

You keep in mind that they could take it, 

Never give it back, throw it in a pit, 

Break it, or dangle it just out of reach... 

You could never find it again. 

But you might trust them, as you do 

If they are as amazed with it as you. 

The enjoyment will be exponential 

That is… if the world was nonconsequential. 

If you have never tried this gamble, 

You might think the rewards are as high 

As the consequences, or worse: ramble 

On as if the reward does not exist. You lie. 

I was dubious about sharing for a long time 

Because it kept me happy on my own 

And sharing it before resulted in sad rhymes, 

But now I feel the light of not being alone. 

Author's Note

Constructive criticism/feedback is very welcome :)