A love in verse

Money

1992-02-20
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Just now I strode the road, wondering where

Happiness lies. Does happiness lie?

Is so much of that for which we care

Ephemeral, unreal? The case for which we cry?

Thinking of your sweetness, this thought intervenes:

That money-like love, for which God I thank – 

Is the source of true content, the currency, the means

To restore the balance: it’s money in the bank 

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