Heart shaped coin purseA Poem by Michael Morris
I sit down by the wishing well of the snobbish and well to do. I ponder
on which I should wish for, shall I take the wealth of the over privileged and greedy, or the easy lifestyle of the genetic lottery winners relying on others to dictate my life. No, These are not the dreams that cross my mind, or the paths I wish to take. I step up to the magical well and throw my last penny. All the riches and carefree ways never even cross my mind. I make the most priceless and important wish, I toss in that penny as if it was a precious diamond, the most expensive thing in the world. O magical wishing well of the mall grant me the chance to love and be loved by her. Whether it comes true today I don't care. I can live a 100 times over with no regret on the hope that one day the wish comes true. © 2011 Michael Morris |
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Added on March 29, 2011 Last Updated on November 22, 2011 AuthorMichael MorrisArvada, COAboutI only aspire to be as good as a long night of Colt 45's, Munchos, and grape northern lights blunt. more..Writing
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