The worth that you feel
When you've prepared from scratch a meal
When a wound inside you've healed
And a magic wand ain't part the deal
My work is priceless

Don't need no diamonds
For you to recognize this
My heart stays warm like awaiting your kiss
Spinning whirlwind filled with bliss
Is something my heart will never miss
My work is priceless

Speckled indigo colored skies
Reflects the twilight in your eyes
Surprise disguise unmasked reveals veiled beauty
And where it lies
Your work is priceless

So shy to ask you how and when to try
So shook when, in spite, my blessings rise and rise
Thankful to compromise
And to give to those with less available tries
Is my prize
Your work is priceless

So valuable are our works
Thy worth by which our minds are made to search
Under the surface beauty
We must unearth
Our works are priceless

By Marisa Belinda, Los Angeles, CA