A stolen morsel more precious than gold,
A stolen shirt to keep out the cold,
There is no price to hunger,
There is no price to shelter,
There is no price to kindness

A stolen laugh, a child's delight,
A stolen star on a clear, crisp night,
There is no price to joy's pure delight,
There is no price to dreams taking flight,
There is no price to making things right.

Beneath the weight of darkness, we find,
A stolen moment, a peace of mind,
There is no price to the comfort we seek,
There is no price to the solace we keep,
There is no price to the tears that we weep.

In the tapestry of life, so vast,
A stolen memory, a love that will last,
There is no price to the stories we share,
There is no price to the burdens we bear,
There is no price to the kindness we dare.

Title: "Priceless Treasures"
Abraham Okwa ✍️
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