If I Were Rich

If I had more than my share of gold. Ranked favorably with Mr. Gates, I'd travel forth to see the world, Try all the lavish food that sates. December would find me cruising south And taking all my friends along. We'd sail the seas and live in style And without worries sing our song. Spring would take me back again To the snug house he built for me. I'd walk the boundaries of my land And give up all thoughts of the sea. No riches could entice me to Move from this home built with much love. We nestled here for many years Until God took him up above. I love each tree that he had planted, Each blade of grass so fresh and green. Most of the time our climates mild, The skies are blue, the winds serene. Wealth cannot make me leave this spot Here in the lovely Puget Sound. My home between mountains and sea Lies where I'm always homeward bound. October 27, 2015