Treasure

A small face appears before me.  Eyes wide with delight and anticipation.
“Mumma, I have something for you”
Tiny hands delicately cup their treasure.  A secret hoard mined with great care and precision.
A shy hand is outstretched, offering up its precious gift.
“What’s inside sweetheart?”
My eyes lock with hers, smiles creeping across both our faces.
“It’s from my nose.”