If you were to open up my jewelry box,

You’d find I don’t have jewels of value.

Toe rings, a couple cross necklaces, and a simple pair of earrings.

What lays on top,

inside my box,

are two, small, worn, black, and white photographs-

One of Mama & one of Dad.

A photo of both of them during their childhood,

a photo of each I treasure.

My jewelry box doesn’t hold jewels for one to adore

But it has a simple pair of photographs,

of my parents.

& If you were to open my jewelry box,

you would see,

I’m the richest girl alive with those two souls next to me.
—Sarah Zetty

Published by oldsoulrae

I'm a twenty something who is starting to share my writing pieces. If I'm not working you can find me at a local coffee shop, venturing around my city, taking weekend road trips, or grabbing a local beer and visiting with friends. I would love to get your feed back so be sure to comment, like, or email me at contact@oldsoulrae.com.

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