<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=371786" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet: People These Days</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes, one knows not how one gets his wealth; <br>Sometimes, one forgets where it lies in mounds! <br>Sometimes, one slogs in spite of failing health; <br>The wealth unused becomes another one’s! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some buy estates and grow fruit-trees in it; <br>Some build guest-houses, temples and show-rooms; <br>To save some tax, some donate by habit; <br>Some sweep the twigs and fallen leaves with brooms! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How people crave to make money some more! <br>They enjoy not as how a pauper does; <br>Some miserly live staying much indoors; <br>To give a nickel, they make such a fuss! <br> <br>And yet, all know they leave behind all wealth, <br>Whether acquired by luck or by stealth. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> 6-27-2002 by Dr John Celes</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Celes">John Celes</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=371786" data-title="Sonnet: People These Days de John Celes" data-description="Sometimes, one knows not how one gets his wealth; Sometimes, one forgets where it lies in mounds! Sometimes, one slogs in spite of failing health; The wealth unused becomes another one’s! Some buy estates and grow fruit-trees in it; Some b..."></div> </div> </div>

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