Only Good Will

If lady luck were to kiss me
on the forehead tonight
and I woke tomorrow as a rich man,
would everything be all right?
I doubt it,
maybe all the bills
would always be paid,
but would the money bring happiness,
sadly not I’m afraid.
It might buy any possession
I could physically want,
but could never buy friendship,
only good will can do that.

8 February 2008

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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