Money Tree
In a perfect world
Money would grow on trees
And I’d just reach up,
Pluck off a leaf
And buy anything that I please.
I’d buy toys for me and my friends.
If only grownups could see (like a child)
Everyday’d be Santa’s Day (without end.)
No one would sleep and eat off the floor
We would live in sandcastles high in moonbeams.
Roam without fear and be Things that are wild
“Money Tree, money tree, make us all smile!”
I’d sure smile (to the ends of the Earth and roam)
“Come one, come all! All who are needy!
Come to the tree of plenty!”
We house the homeless, feed the hungry
In the land where there’s no need to be greedy.
If everyone everywhere would just eat
Some ice cream of Hope
Even maybe you would play
Act like Mother Theresa or the Pope
So, eat happy thots, for a good happy breakfast treat
My dove, come perch on a branch sturdy and strong
And learn not to hate ‘cause love’s never wrong
And come plant seeds of money
In the ground we call home
So, us poor souls can leap and sing songs (like . . .)
“Money Tree, Money Tree
Grow tall for me!
Extend out your shadow
And set us all free!”
Copyright © Benjamin Bartley | Year Posted 2024
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