Wealth of Youth

Wealth of Youth

A Poem by Thomas W Case
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Here is a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Noa4ztEUFDA

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As a child, the backyard was
my sanctuary and my
playground.
I climbed the soft
pine tree and crawled to
the top of the garage.
I stood and gazed at all the
houses and streets.
I felt rich.

My mom had a brown
jewelry box shaped like
a treasure chest.
It reminded me of
pirates and adventure.
I filled it with
football cards
gum
candy bars
family pictures, and a few
coins.

I found a small shovel
and buried it in the
backyard close to the
pine tree.
I pretended to forget
where it was.
A week or so later, I
suggested to my best friend,
Wally, that we should
search my yard for buried treasure.

Of course, we found it.
I acted surprised.
We celebrated.
All these years later,
I realize that my treasure,
then and now, is imagination.
I'm a wealthy man.

© 2025 Thomas W Case


Author's Note

Thomas W Case
My latest books are available on Amazon: Sleep Always Calls, Seedy Town Blues, It's Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse.

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This poem captures childhood wonder perfectly — that innocent magic of turning an ordinary yard into a world of discovery. The buried treasure becomes a symbol of creativity we often lose as adults. It reminds me how joy hides in simple things, much like the thrill of finding small wins at https://ignitioncasinos.org/ — moments of play that still make us feel alive.

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This poem captures childhood wonder perfectly — that innocent magic of turning an ordinary yard into a world of discovery. The buried treasure becomes a symbol of creativity we often lose as adults. It reminds me how joy hides in simple things, much like the thrill of finding small wins at https://ignitioncasinos.org/ — moments of play that still make us feel alive.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The fantasies of youth become the treasured memories of today and our sand castles of the past become the bedrock of the present. Nicely written Thomas

Posted 4 Months Ago


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Thomas W Case

4 Months Ago

So true. Thank you.
Hi Thomas,

I complain with my eyes closed and holding my ears crossed, that except you most of writers here blocked me, could you tell me was I nuisance or harsh I never thought even to block . Why thomas why so emmajoygreen, kelly; betty hermlee, blocked me, ..

I loved your lines here you say backyard, having pine tree you felt rich, I felt joy when my fatherinlaw laughter over phone for the first time, I was in rajasthan, he laughed for my funny silly jeture that I was noting his number forgot I have list of callers in my phone so funnily he was laughing to see me little stupid, it was stop of my beat that it took time to realise back with my mind working I was completely out of my mind with heart he made me so free to talk with smile I was so scared when I came to know he was on call , that was first time he called me for the parcel to check to open, he was saying I don't want to open I am scared then I said little sarcasm it's not something to afraid of and when I come motherinlaw just called me Rani come ...and when I entered office I thought my sister-in-law was waiting to see me and I dropped my looks to feel me for the first time so near. Betty reminds the walk she took in a small restaurant came to see me, was telling me stand straight and don't watch tv see your son is he eating well. And when I said there was another rani in her name, I was like whom I am to whom.. tell me thomas I am done with my life I know new birth makes me a flower of sun in your backyard

I see life changes entirely, what we thought and came and what we are going through world war. Never I thought it should happen but now in our home only we are becoming soldiers with parts not working breaking in with spell and so on is that easy to break someone head with a spell giving pain as much that the person just stops breathing.. I don't know where we are in this quantum technology we are doing magics ..

I am sorry but hurt so much what to see in future
Jessy Jacob...

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Thomas W Case

4 Months Ago

Stay strong. Hang in there. You are loved.
JessyJacob

4 Months Ago

Hi, thank you. Hope you are doing good.
Nice Work Thomas - The Word is Power, and can help one transcend times of hardship certainly. Really Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Thomas W Case

4 Months Ago

Thank you, my friend.

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Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..