Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RICHES, by OLIVE BODA BROWN First Line: Many have wealth and yet are poor Last Line: Where my rainbow garden grew! Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening; Poverty | ||||||||
Many have wealth and yet are poor, But what of the world have I? I've a wealth of roses round my door, I'm rich and you wonder why. I've a patch of grass that's a velvet green, It is washed by the rain and dew, I've a lot of birds that sing in my trees, And a rainbow garden too! Tho many have more of the world than I, I've more than I really need, For some have nothing of trees and flowers, While to me they are friends indeed. To the world I came with an empty hand, And thus will I leave it too, But think of the things I have had as mine, Where my rainbow garden grew! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WEALTH OF THE DESTITUTE by DENISE LEVERTOV EMPTY PITCHFORKS by THOMAS LUX FUNERAL SERVICE by EVE MERRIAM A SMALL COUNTRY by CLARIBEL ALEGRIA DOCUMENTAL by CLARIBEL ALEGRIA NOTES ON POVERTY by HAYDEN CARRUTH SONG OF TWO CROWS by HAYDEN CARRUTH PENCIL STUB JOURNALS: CHOICES by JOHN CIARDI AT LAST WE KILLED THE ROACHES by LUCILLE CLIFTON WILD FLOWERS by OLIVE BODA BROWN |
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