Tiny Treasures

Tiny Treasures
Tiny Treasures

So she stared at the shattered pieces

Of the crystal jar

And the spider crawled away

To sit beside her on the tree stump

Like little Miss Muffet

She wasn’t frightened

As the spider crawled into her lap

Gazing straight into her eyes


Has it all been stolen?

Have you given your heart away?

Are there regrets?

Would you change anything?

She took the spider into her hand

Walked back inside

Sat on her bed

But tears never came

Instead she noticed the tray of tiny treasures

The most important things

She kept close to her heart

Locked in the vault

Where no one could touch them

Keepsakes, Memories, the flame

Still burning

For all the lessons she’s learned

Pages and pages in her journal

Filled with life she has lived

Fully and completely engaged

No fear, no hesitation, completely random

Experiences she would never change

Love she would never take back

Heartbreak and longing worth every tear

Pain and suffering worth every moment of clarity

People and stories worth every level of awareness

Friends and family worth everything she could give

No one and nothing had the power to take that away.

She slipped between the flannel sheets

The spider slipped gently away to spin another web

The caterpillar rested in her cocoon waiting for the spring

The flame burned and flickered yet another night

Alongside her tiny treasures

That's Life

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vietnamvet68 6 years ago from New York State

you are so right my dear, That's life for sure

I loved this rendition of life. God Bless

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Erin LeFey 6 years ago from Maryland Author

VV68, so nice of you to drop by! She found that she'd taken special care of what mattered most and not left it all in that jar for all to see anyway - just like me, she just had a lapse of memory! Namaste my friend!

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CMCastro 6 years ago from Baltimore,MD USA

A good part two of your poem. I am glad that I had some neat things to visualize with this one. Spiders are fascinating aren't they!

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prasetio30 6 years ago from malang-indonesia

Sorry, Erin. I am phobia with spider. I can't imagine this animal crawl on my hand. Hiiiii.... I really know spider still God creature. I have to grateful, there's no tarantula in my area. But I give my thumbs up for this poem. Again, you made this so beautiful complete with stunning pictures. Vote up. God bless you.


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Erin LeFey 6 years ago from Maryland Author

Christina, I'm so glad you enjoyed this part two, I just felt I couldn't leave "the jar" the way it was...it needed hope. Spiders to me are a sign of Protection...whenever I see them I think they are wise somehow and hiding a secret I'll never know and they have patience that I need to learn. Thanks for dropping in! Namaste.

Prasetio, I'm sorry about your phobia...I explained why I used the spider in my response to Christina above. I held a tarantula once, at a Fairy Festival...I was so surprised at how light it was and how gentle. It walked over my hands so gracefully. But I still don't think I'd want to find one in my bathtub or my bed! I'm so glad you enjoyed this piece and pictures. The first one is actually in my house, the rest are clip-art.Thanks for the vote. Love and peace.

Mom 6 years ago

This was beautiful!! You show in your life there is always a rainbow after the rain!!! Love you!

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b. Malin 6 years ago

Very nice and very clever, parts one and two, to a poem...Interesting take on Spiders, I will remember your words next time I see one...It's fun to let go and explore what our minds can weave...two thumbs up my friend.

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Erin LeFey 6 years ago from Maryland Author

Mom, what can I say...you were the one that showed me that. I love you.

Mom always said, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade."

b., you like that? I just couldn't leave it at part one, it wasn't finished. Thanks so much for reading and your comment. I always like to look up the magical and spiritual properties of animals, insects, stones, and flowers...the spider just happens to be a sign of protection in most sources. So when I see one it is a reminder to me that I am being protected from something larger that could be happening. I use these signs of creatures and other things in my writings a lot. I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Have a beautiful beach day, the sun is out here and the snow is melting! Namaste.

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always exploring 6 years ago from Southern Illinois

I'm happy that you sorted through the jar again. Your words are beautiful. Treasures found. That's life.


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Erin LeFey 6 years ago from Maryland Author

Ruby, so glad you liked this, and thanks for commenting. You're right, that is life, and life is experiencing, learning and moving on with what we've learned.... wherever that happens to take us. Namaste my friend.

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epigramman 6 years ago

..and part two of my commment ......this reads like an enchanting poetic fable - almost like a story for children but yet deeply rooted in the elegy of the adult world ...... wistful and layered with the thoughtfulness of a poetic parable!

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Erin LeFey 6 years ago from Maryland Author

hehehe that's ME Epi! enchanting and poetic child forced to be rooted in the adult world! lol! Seriously though, thank you for your thoughtful analysis, it does read that way, doesn't it - a parable hmmmm. I'm not sure if I should be considered qualified to give out any sage advice... or if one should learn from my stories...I'd have to think on that! Love and peace my friend.

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