Pretty Maids Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

All pretty maids and flowers fade
and treasure chests will rust
abundant pantries soon turn bare
and love may end as lust

In golden days of heady youth
quite heedless in my haste
I often spurned and broke the hearts
of lovers I dared chase

How foolishly tossed to the winds
were precious coins of care
till in the end I ended up
alone and despair

All pretty maids and flowers fade
and treasure chests will rust
yet none can use up God's great love
the one thing we can trust.