Money Poem by Vera Sidhwa
Money
Money
I had it.
I didn't have it.
It comes
And goes.
I mean, I should save it.
I know I must behave with it.
But I spend, knowing not why.
I spend it on the sly.
I get so much of it.
It's good to save it.
It's fine to have it
But not know why.
Money comes and money goes.
But it's best
To save it
Because you couldn't go without it.
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
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