Money Poem by Brooke Renwick

No matter how much a person is worth.
He looks up the ladder while living on earth.
He sees the rich and he sees they have more.
He thinks he'll be better if he's not poor.

You have your old stuff.
Your boss has his new stuff.
Stuff is stuff whether new or old.
You shouldn't mind where it was sold.

The message of this poem is this here.
Whether rich or poor your friends are dear.
Within reason money matters not.
Basic needs most people have got.

Toss out the rule book telling you that -
Money is everything. It's not the fact.
Its good but not more than you can count.
Health and happiness are both paramount!