If I Had A Million DollarsA Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa(for a contest)
If I had a million dollars What in the world would I do That's a lot of money But money only goes so far So I guess I'd hire a good accountant And a trusted lawyer too Then I'd take ten percent Right off the top A tithe for charity That's one hundred thousand dollars Gone To: Cancer Research The YWCA Battered Women's Shelter Aids Research and Prevention The Tissue Bank Of America The Humane Society All divided equally Then I'd sit down and have a cup of mocha Probably break down in tears You see, since my son was killed By a drunk driver last year I would set aside enough to take a trip To cast his ashes where he needs to be To help set his spirit free That wouldn't cost a whole lot of money But that's what I would do Then I'd come home and pay off my bills Buy me a house out of the ghetto One big enough for my entire family With plenty of closet space and cupboards too No leaky faucets or roof One with decent windows and doors And, a fireplace to keep us warm There went another hundred thousand dollars I'd pay off all my children's debts So they would own their cars And not have to work so hard for nothing Then I'd send us all to College To better our lives and pursue a future career There goes another hundred thousand dollars I'd buy a little restaurant in my neighborhood Give my kids a job so they could pay me back Working for a family business in their spare time But they'd have to keep the jobs they have So there's at least a hundred thousand dollars Then I'd pay for each of our funerals ahead of time Nothing fancy Then I'd read this poem Sit down and have another cup of mocha Write another poem as to what I would do If I had a half a million dollars In the meantime I'd keep it in the bank Let it draw interest Guess that would be the best thing to do If I had a half a million dollars You see, money doesn't buy love or happiness It can't bring back a life that's been taken It can make things easier Sometimes better But it can also cause greed Make things worse You have to be careful with pennies They don't fall from heaven
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3 Reviews Added on January 9, 2009 Last Updated on January 9, 2009 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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