Good Ideas Fifty Cents
Good Ideas fifty Cents,
Others, Dime a Dozen
Written: by Tom Wright
January 2015
An ocean of ideas are birthed each day,
Some hotfoot, dawdle, some, time steals away.
If worthy ideas exist from within this mass,
I take note promptly, for they’ll hurriedly pass.
Where do ideas slumber once I’ve rejected,
Do they await a second chance at being selected?
Are these ideas now concealed where I can’t find,
Or to another, has right of ownership been assigned.
Or are ideas once rejected, from me, forever hidden,
My rejecting an idea is not akin to it being forbidden.
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