Happiness For Sale

Happiness for Sale?
‘Twas happiness I thought money could buy ‘Till its very essence led me to cry, For using my fortune to gamble and play, Penniless, I am ashamed to this day…
Submission for: Killing With an Epigram Poetry Contest Sponsor: Margarita Lillico Date: 05-09-22
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Schack Avatar
November 16, 2022 at 5:49 AM
I like your poetry.just noticed your comments.my Facebook has good verse and my art.enjoy it.peace.
Watt Avatar
May 9, 2022 at 3:54 PM
This sounds like it could be engraved on the headstone of the prodigal son, and many others who regret their decisions and choices. Nice rhymes and flow in this melancholy write Meghan, best wishes in the contest. Blessings ~ John
Hutchings Avatar
May 11, 2022 at 10:17 AM
Thank you, John! The familiar proverb, "Money can't buy happiness." is so true, yet one seems to forget that as they race to buy lottery tickets or bet on the next big thing! I guess it never hurts to dream, as long as you don't waste your fortune!!
Leffanta Avatar
May 9, 2022 at 11:24 AM
Being born with a slot puts you way ahead in Las Vegas! Aloha!
Hutchings Avatar
May 11, 2022 at 10:15 AM
LOL! I wish, Rico!
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