Nothings Free Poem by Rusty Ed Gibson

Nothings Free



few things in this world for free
are ever worth a flip
except the love you truly give
and all the love you get

most things that seem too good
typically will never fly
something someone wants to hear
or just a boldface lie

dont think good things just occur
or money grows on trees
there is not much else but the rain
that falls from the sky for free

Everything has a price
somethings more than one
It costs each day to be alive
and someone pays when you die

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