The Gift Of Giving! Poem by Tom Zart

A nation's wealth is not it's wheat, oil or gold
But the people who live there both young and old.
Their wealth is a product of man's daily toil
Be they swing wars saber or till God's soil.

When we become rich beyond our dreams.
That's when Satan pursues us it seems.
Our treasures can certainly grow their own wings
Though it's love that keeps us happy not things.

The gift of giving remains the same
Though its reason may change by who's to blame.
The act of sharing is to benefit the lost
By our prayers and deeds nonmatter the cost.

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