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This is the true currency of existence

Poetry By: Scribblings of a middle aged mad man
Poetry


Tags: Reality, Love, Life, Poem


Consciously being aware of what true wealth is


Submitted:Nov 18, 2007    Reads: 104    Comments: 1    Likes: 3   


�To wake to warmth

Is to hold the hand of natures health

To watch your sleeping lover

Knowing your hearts beat in unison

This is the true currency of existence

Again we step into another new day

Challenges await as destiny's path unwinds

I note your grip our fingers entwined

Our strength is the language we breathe

This is the true currency of existence

Knowing when and where true wealth

Takes a seat and dines

Allowing�time to watch the eager bee

Or�a young bird take a maiden flight

This is the true currency of existence

We can smile at frustrations

Modern life can serve as reality

Nod respectively but know

It's a game controlled by clowns

This is the true currency of existence





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