Life's Riches

 

If you walk among the flowers
And never watch them bloom,
 Nor stop along the way
To inhale their sweet perfume;

 If you look upon your child
  And never watch him play,
 Nor see the many changes,
With each new waking day;

If you walk across the land
Never looking towards the sky,
 Nor gaze upon a sunset,
Or the birds that pass you by;

 If you walk alone, needing no one,
 Passing all others by,
 Feeling you should always be strong,
  And never even cry;

If you dwell among many
Never opening your door,
 You've denied yourself of riches,
For then you will be poor.

"For every moment you live and regret
 You lost a moment of life"

© Janet Ritchie

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