Wealth Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
Wealth
I still have yr heartfelt trinkets
They have grown into memories
When you left, people told me
To get rid of them
But I just couldn't for they are
All I have of you
A lock of yr hair, and old tie
These things are my treasure
That keeps me thinking
You're still alive in my heart
They won't yellow or rip
They will never be destroyed
As my broken heart will mend
With my wealth next to me.
LeeAnn, I hope that you wear that tie to one of your book launches...as you read this heartfelt poem.
Great way to find solace and heal the wounds. Wonderful write.5****
I can relate quite well to such treasures! .. Memories of the heart! ..
Ever so beautiful and very heart felt! .. Beyond #ing! ..++++++++++++++++++++
I value your little treasure that you try to unfold in this wonderful poem.5 stars.
Congratulations, LeeAnn. This poem ranks #83 in the Best Member Poems on PoemHunter today. Lovely poem. Exquisitely penned. All the best to you, LeeAnn
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12/9/2025 10:08:49 PM # 1.0.0
Love and loss....a theme so beautifully illustrated here. Souvenirs of love are precious. Love might fade but memories don't. Bravo!