This was an entry for the contest called The Wealth of Nations. we were asked to write something about wealth.
Treasures in Heaven
my home is far from me
yet here i have all i need
i will not waste it away
the reward will come later
for i cannot stay here
my Father will carry me Home
I may seem poor
but i'll walk out that door
if things are all you want from me
i cannot cave in
to moment'ry sin
selfishness won't gain a thing
i feel so rich
nothing to wish
my Spirit is happy, no less
i'm a friend of the king
all that matters to Him
and me...
i've been made clean
such a blessing
therefore I am...
the wealthiest person I know
Cheryl Tower Dec 1st 2005
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