Beggars

We are all beggars, are we not? Never enjoying what we get. Whatever we do, a return we expect, Like some traders, we act and react. Life and love and virtue and religion, Anything we will trade for a coin. We are the source of our own miseries, A rise and fall is common in trades. Look at the sun and learn this lesson, He always takes water from the ocean, For returning it in showers elsewhere, Doing it happily, without a fare. Be like a machine for taking and giving, Without expecting anything in return, The more you give, the more will come, Be not a beggar, but be a giver. Won third place in STRAND SELECT any form,any theme Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand