A Fool's Gift Poem by Godfrey Morris

My life is a rubble
I have not a diamond
nor a shinny white pearl.
I'm only a poor fool with his
heart on a sleeve hoping
to be heard.
Love is my passion
my only possession
of which I do give.
Love is my treasure
of that I'm rich in.
If love was a currency
I could escape to a mansion
not this dusty old road.
I'd be fat as a cattle
not as thin as this pole.
But such is life.
My currency devalued,
not given its weight in this world.
Still i willingly give it for someone
to hold.
I am only a fool.
I've no need for a diamond
nor a shinny white pearl.