Wealthy Man

A wealthy man has passed away,
a wealthy man you say,
the wealth he had and the wealth he gave,
not measured materially.

A loving wife and children too
perhaps not plain to the.

This wealthy man he gave to me
the shape of who I'd be,
compassion, love, a sense of worth
and my morality.

A wealthy man oh yes indeed
I think you'll start to see?
Knowledge, wisdom and worldly ways,
it's now his legacy.

Enriched I am, by this wealthy man,
I think you can agree,
enriched by him and all he meant
now the wealthy man is me!


 In honor of my Father, George.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Ebel Avatar
October 15, 2023 at 10:58 PM
What a wonderful legacy to have passed down to you. Thank you for it
Hughes Avatar
October 16, 2023 at 9:00 AM
Thank you very much Mona, for reading and your supportive comments, much appreciated!!
Turner Avatar
June 27, 2017 at 9:17 AM
This is a very good rhyme, Mark. I thought you were going to say the wealthy man was your father but you fooled me. Wonderful read!
Hughes Avatar
June 28, 2017 at 5:37 AM
Daniel, again thank you for commenting on the poems. I of course became the wealthy man, enriched by whom and what my father gave and was to me.
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