Filled with greed
sitting next to a tree
a man rubbed a bottle
then appeared a genie
A wish was granted
the man wanted to be rich
he turned to stone
because there was a hitch
The years passed
his spirit could only observe
learning along the way
till his sentence was served
Released from stone
he was rich indeed
having observed life
now free to heed
Through the years
his spirit breathed the air
watched all kinds of behavior
some with flair
Having learned riches
are not silver or gold
kindness, contentment, love, and joy
are the riches of old
Making his way
down the mountain top
living in the moment
his wealth never stopped
copyright 2018 Debbie Pierce
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Such a profound thought.
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Ahh, I finally got to reading your poems again. 😀 So nice. 😀 Great poem by the way. Meditation can commence. 😀
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Awesome take on Genie! Made me smile ear to ear.
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Beautiful!!! A wonderful poem. A great message!!!! ❤️
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Beautiful story.
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A good lesson he learned the hard way. Very thought provoking. 🙂
I agree. Thanks for reading.
Beautiful and deep
Thank you. Thanks for reading.