Sometimes I often wonder how I’ll make ends meet.
Without a penny to my name and living in the street.
Will happiness avoid me and love be never found.
Has life chose to ignore me as I walk above the ground.
If you pay me half my worth
It’s twice what I deserve
From the very sound of it
I know it sounds absurd
If you stop and dwell on it
I’m sure that you’ll agree
That money isn’t everything
At least it’s not for me
There’s so much more to life that money just can’t buy
Pull up a chair if you care I’ll attempt to tell you why
There’s God in all His glory and Christ His only Son
Then for most the Holy Ghost for us the battles won
All this makes no difference now there’s nothing left to do
I made my peace with God above His love will see me through
So look inside your wallet how much did it cost
For Christ to die for all ours sin nailed upon the cross
Savage Grace, as I just remarked at Tinka's, honesty will see you through. Maybe that sounds smug...however, it's a bit of wisdom acquired the tough way. You express yourself well and catch the reader's empathy.
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Connie
You already said it all in this poem.
Gina