This cardboard box, some treasure chest:
no gleaming gems or gold to wrest

no tokens of unchecked expense
or artifacts of proud pretense

frayed wrappers, change, some pale receipt
a broken watch now obsolete

but here's my prize: her doting note
those words which keep this heart afloat.

Afloat © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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48 words (50 being the prompt limit).  German word (habseligkeiten / belongings) prompt challenge - link:
Submitted: April 25, 2020