Wealth (Revised) Poem by Barry Jablonski

I always thought I could be rich
But life can be an ornery bitch…
My get rich schemes often failed
And many times it got me jailed

Yes, I wanted to be a millionaire
But then I'd wind up on welfare
I guess it just wasn't meant to be
My name in lights on a marquee

I did find out in those later years
After conversing with many peers
That I was richer than I thought…
And not from wealth I had sought

The truest wealth a man can hold
Is much scarcer than any gold…
I call on them in my hour of need
My friends are very rare indeed…

Barry Jablonski
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