My Treasures Poem by John Kendrick Bangs

I DREAMED last night a Spirit came to me
And placed within my hand the golden key
Of Fortune. 'Life's best treasures wait
For thee,' quoth he, 'beyond the Sunrise Gate.'

I wandered through the night with visions rare
Of finding stores of gold and silver there;
Of lustrous drifts of scintillating gems
Fit to adorn some monarch's diadems.

Then when the dawn lit up the eastern sky
And I awoke to find the dream gone by,
The Sunrise Gate before mine eyes swung ope,
And there my treasures lay Love, Health and Hope!