I will carry my treasures
with me into the new year.
The ones God blessed me with
I will always hold these near.
My treasure chest isn't filled with gold
but with memories, some long ago.
Faces line the treasure chest:
family and friends, but no foe.
The heartaches of this year I'll forget
as I bid them all adieu,
but the treasure of your sweet smile
will be kept forever in my view.
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