Get Your Premium Membership

Even A Rich Man

Do your kids wear a smile Is there food upon their plates Be grateful for the little things That sometimes pass your way Did you get the chance to love In this world so full of hate If so... Here’s some words to contemplate Even a rich man Can die poor Without a hand to hold When he finds deaths door I’d rather walk alone Till my final day Then find a hand to hold and send me on my way I’ve chased dollars at a cost So high I can’t explain Yet it really got me nowhere in exchange... Even a rich man Can die poor Without a hand to hold When he finds deaths door I’d rather walk alone Till my final day Then find a hand to hold and send me on my way Some blessings aren’t apparent Till we’re about to close our eyes Maybe then we’ll see that we held paradise.... Cause even a rich man Can die poor Without a hand to hold When he finds deaths door I’d rather walk alone Till my final day Then find a hand to hold and send me on my way Yes even a rich man....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.