Toy Foible

Some think that by owning “Status Mansion” 
or being seen in fine, designer dress 
or that through their financial expansion 
they will somehow achieve true happiness.
It never quite happens ... 
always some hitch 
that gives new meaning to the word “idle.” 
They can never be wealthy, 
only rich. 
They have it all, 
but they’re suicidal. 
They say the one who dies 
with the most toys wins, 
but possessions 
don’t make one's life best 
if they haven’t provided for life’s joys 
or attained satisfaction, peace and rest. 
Neglecting their “reason,” 
to “seize the day”, 
obsessed with winning, 
some forget it’s play.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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May 18, 2011 at 10:41 PM
Very well expressed and I certainly concur. When you leave this world, you can't take your possessions with you either. Enjoyed the read! Thanks for sharing. Caroline.
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