Rich Or Poor Poem by William Henry Davies
Rich Or Poor
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With thy true love I have more wealth
Than Charon's piled-up bank doth hold;
Where he makes kings lay down their crowns
And life-long misers leave their gold.
Without thy love I've no more wealth
Than seen upon that other shore;
That cold, bare bank he rows them to -
Those kings and misers made so poor.
Friday, January 3, 2003
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Were are who we are because of love, either someone loves us or the love we have for them. Because of Gods love and grace we are.