Money cannot buy happiness, even the misery it buys isn't that great. But for the sake of this debate I'd take that million and buy a million people's dreams. silly as it seems, I'd replace their dreams with a new reality foregoing life's banality and offering a better life than whatever strife they may possess; turn their failure into great success, and I confess I would be happy to oblige their whimsy just to show them how flimsy their wishes would be. Maybe they'll see that they never needed more than they already had. It's not that bad to have just enough. Life is rough enough without the added burden. It would be absurd to think otherwise.
(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2022
*Written to Poetic Asides April P.A.D. Day 7 – (ABUNDANCE)
THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART 