Life's Questions? ? ? ? ? Poem by Arielle Perkins

Would you sell your daughter for a stack of gold?
Would you miss that hand that is yours to hold?
Would you take a fortune and never see
The woman, in a few brief years, she'll be?
Suppose that her body were racked with pain,
How much would you pay for her health to gain? I
s there money enough in the world today
To buy your girl? Could a monarch pay
You silver and gold in so large a sum
That you'd have her blinded or stricken dumb?
How much would you take, if you had the choice,
Never to hear, in this world, her voice?
How much would you take in exchange for all
To have one more talk or call?
Are there diamonds enough in the mines of earth
To equal your dreams of that youngster's worth?
Would you give up the hours that she's on your knee
The richest girl in the world to be?
You may prate of gold, but your fortune lies,
And you know it well, in your girl’s bright eyes.
And there's nothing that money can buy or do
That means so much as that girl to you.
Well, were does most of youre time go? ,
to chase for gold — or make a show?