STILLTHE RICHEST MAN IN TOWN
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I had this dream while growing up…that I’d be a millionaire
l’d live in a beautiful house, drive a fancy car…there’d be money everywhere.
I’d float through a life of happiness…I’d seldom wear a frown.
I’d have no reason to be sad because…I’d be the richest man in town.
It’s funny how life sometimes has other plans…how different dreams unfold
when on a teacher’s salary, now with a family…I put my initial dream on hold.
There were mouths to feed and bills to pay…facts I couldn’t deny
Now I dreamed of health and happiness with enough money to get by.
Yes, growing up I had this dream…as many young people do
but I never dreamed I could be happy if a different dream came true.
My dream house isn’t as big nor my dream car quite as fancy…
but I found I do not care
I have a beautiful wife, a wonderful family…I have joy and love everywhere.
I’d like to tell you the exact moment when it happened…but I don’t think I can…
when the young boy’s dreams from long ago gave way to the new dreams of the man.
But this new dream I am living…I’ll be the first one to concede
has allowed me to float through a happy life…with everything I need.
Which is why, after all these years…I seldom wear a frown…
because somehow, even though a different dream came true…
I’m still the richest man in town.
Copyright © Jim Yerman | Year Posted 2020
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