If I Were A Child In Riches Poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
If I Were A Child In Riches
If I lived in riches as a child
with servants all around
to attend all my needs,
I wouldn’t have learned
to labor by my own hands
and see how each seed
should grow from the ground.
If I lived in riches as a child
with everything provided,
ready made for my taste
and pleasure, I wouldn’t have
learned the mystery from want
and the will to produce
for life’s survival.
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4/25/2024 3:21:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A nice poem and a nice realization. Manual labor pays rich dividends in life. Sometimes, riches in life are too filthy!
Thanks for your beautiful comment, Kahairul Ahsan. Thanks a lot.