The Chest (rewrite)

Outside, the winds sounded like a cat fight

as I rummaged in the attic that night

a chest partially hidden from sight

rested in the shadows of beaming light marked

it drew my attention with its' ancient form

inviting me with desires strong

to examine its contents in darkness cast

my heartbeat quickened fast

as the latches sprung and lid opened

I waited for the light to reveal a fortune

Would there be gleaming gold within

I paused, with deep breath taken in

To my surprise the chest was full of words

some nouns, adjectives and adverbs

strange ones, short ones, and long ones abound

also in the mix, verbs and pronouns

enough words to construct sentences

beautiful words containing literary essence

words to build book bound chapters

books worthy of readers' raptures

'Twas a treasure greater than gold

bits of consciousness and wisdom sown

to grow into novels and classic poems

and to be treasured in all societys' homes