Some people are born to be lucky, <br />having riches and wealth by the score. <br />There are others born to be lucky, <br />and have a wealth of friends evermore. <br />The question now arises, <br />which person would you want to be? <br /> <br />If you choose money, <br />what kind of life would you see? <br />You would never want for anything, <br />and friends you might have to buy, <br />to be at your beck and call, <br />but they might all disappear if you suddenly fall. <br /> <br />Now just suppose, <br />you chose the other life <br />what would you see? <br />A league of smiling faces, <br />with arms outstretched to save you, <br />in case you were ever to fall. <br /> <br />So if I were born to be lucky, <br />the second choice I would choose, <br />Friends to be at my side, by choice and not for pay. <br />Because I’d know if I came across fear, <br />a pair of helping hand would be close by, <br />to help me to steer clear. <br /> <br />So I ask again, <br />which one would you choose? <br />Only one as you can’t have both. <br />Would it be a wealth of money, or a wealth of friends? <br />The choice is always yours my friend. <br />Choose very wisely as you will have it until your dying day. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />24 May 2007<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/born-to-be-lucky/
