That Dwindling Cash

People,
They do what they can.
In a season long on memories,
And dwindling.cash.

People,
They do what they can.
In a season long on memories,
And dwindling.cash.

We all have got it.
No doubt about it.
And...
No need to sigh and whine on somebody crying.

We all have got it.
No doubt about it.
And...
No need to sigh and whine on somebody crying.

People,
They do what they can.
In a season long on memories,
And dwindling.cash.

We all have got it.
No doubt about it.
And...
No need to sigh and whine on somebody crying.

We all have got it.
No doubt about it.
And...
No need to sigh and whine on somebody crying.

People,
They do what they can.
We all have got it.
No doubt about it.
And...
People,
They do what they can.
We all have got it.
No doubt about it.
And...
We all have got,
That dwindling cash.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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