Foolishly Spending Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Foolishly Spending



Vacant spaces up high, lights on, with no one inside,
wasting precious energy on immaterial things.

There is no reason for any part of it, people refuse
to see the sense of being frugal.

Foolishly spending on things of no value or worth,
their hard-earned money.

Sunday, July 13, 2014
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