Lament
To hold a ticket in your hands.
The numbers lucky fonts.
Is all a person needs to be
excited with their wants.
A paper ticket thin and cool.
A strip to squeeze for luck.
The hope that comes from every draw
included with each buck.
Too valuable to be in sight,
most fold it up in half.
Protected by a wallet or purse
and satisfying laugh.
The draw comes soon for everyone
that you should feel content.
And now the ticket is one with you
and life seems more lament.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2015
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