Some Things Are Worth More Than Money

Paul Gerard Reed

Not a big name

Written in the stars

No fancy houses

No flash cars;

 

Fame and fortune

Poor bedfellows,

Winds of change blow

Through ghostly bellows;

 

Collecting wealth

Greedy obsessions,

Self-centred ways

Vast depressions;

 

Grasping and groping

Aquiring from birth,

Never really knowing

Their true worth;

 

Don't give me money

Don't regard me above,

For my peace of mind

Just give me love.

  • Author: Paul Gerard Reed (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 24th, 2025 04:35
  • Category: Unclassified
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