Confessions Of A Rich Kid Poem by Ebone' Ingram
Confessions Of A Rich Kid
if i could but have that luxury
that luxury which is forever your soul
i won't ever want to leave i'll stay
here, (smiling/laughing
like it's Christmas)
perhaps i've gone mad
but i would sell Anything
to have the money to acquire such
a Jewel
for You are my Jewel.
Ahhh surely we have all been here at least once in our lives...and perhaps even now.. Very nicely written...lovely poem! Hugs, Dee
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8/5/2026 1:39:15 AM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
yes, the old money versus happiness debate, except it's not old now because this little gem of a poem has breathed new life into it.