![]() New York GlowA Poem by Haley Smith
I'm afraid that I'll become obsessed with jewels blinded by the light of flashing cars empty and shallow but full of money
I know one day I'll be rich so rich I'll be fluent in cash but I don't want it to get to my head when I have all these things purses and shoes and cars and rings
A little dilemma; I'm not snooty or ingenuine but the place I want to be, I fear, it is filled with just that
I don't want to be changed by money, deaf from the sound of clicking cameras and sparkling Swarovski Blinded by dreams and New York glow Lord, when I'm there, please don't let me grow low © 2008 Haley SmithAuthor's Note
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