Thursday, March 03, 2016


There is gold upon the cover
That lies at the foot of the bed
It shimmers and flashes
In long fingers of prosperous ease
A treasure unimagined yesterday
The new day is come in triumph
To lay its sunny wealth upon me
Fill mind's coffers in gilded thoughts
That real wealth lies in time's riches  
All that is of value arises from today
And the bullion amassed yesterday
Is but a lost fortune that is already spent