29,000 Poem by Paul Holmes

Imagine having 29,000 in the bank!
To a child how rich he would be!
What would he spend it on?
No guessing, it’s no mystery!

When teenage years come along
That account would soon evaporate
As he’d fritter it all quickly away
On toys and things not so great.

And then, before you know it
When your years are almost gone,
Will time, like money be well spent?
Or, will you wonder what went wrong?

It’s a sobering thought indeed
To consider our lives are so short;
When we only have 29,000 days
Make each one of the special sort!