Transparent Treasures

My parents were glass makers in the sense that the good times I've shared with others were not obvious until they were in pieces on the ground.

Photo by Emily Bernal on Unsplash

The best riches stem
from the intangible—
moments that nestle 
themselves beneath 
your cosmic dreams,
a wildfire eyed smile,
a guffaw arising deep 
from the belly that makes it
ache, a gleam at the edge 
of one’s lips, the steady 
breathing when nailing 
the first date, the sound
of paws at the front door 
after you twi…