If Time Is Wealth

a poem by John Starks, USA

How I conceive of time has come to change.
My mind, consuming more, does seem to speed,
Or else my concentration, which would range
Quite frequently, neglects all else but need.
Of more, perhaps, I've come to be aware.
On this or that, I'm more inclined to dote -
E'en reveries compel my mind to stare
At things as rich as they are now remote.
But, should you crying 'yes', indeed concur,
Then you may parallel e'en what I do,
For, if my time is wealth, 'tis spent on her,
And her fair face, e'er near, is mine to view.
I view it oft, as seeing her is bliss,
And spend great wealth on one who trumps a kiss!

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