The Truth of Wealth

You can take the riches
Of lords and ladies of court
Keep them all for all I care
The only wealth I care to seek
Is a good friend and woman to love
A stately home is well enough
But empty rooms follow empty rooms
And the garnish of falsehood
Those people who humour for the self
That they are invited to parties
The soirees of the self involved
Are not to my particular taste
I prefer the values of friendship
The honesty and support I find
In those who are there, and counted
When the is nothing to gain
The company of a friend
The companionship of a beautiful girl
That is what I have come to find
As the markings of the truest wealth

poem by Matthew Holloway
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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