there amongst the sands of time
I found a very special dime
and with it I ran quick to store
knowing I might find no more
with the first cent I bought a home
a dozen rooms and more to roam
I filled it with hope and heart
leaving space for love and art
with a second penny I bought a horse
the finest steed there be of course
fleet and fast , strong and proud
the obvious envy among the crowd
third and fourth for lake and shore
to place my home , need say I more
six for barn , seven for larders
laid up for those seasons harder
the eighth and ninth put up
for rainy days
and against those darkest nights
when troubles rise of simple ways
or they who thrive on senseless fight
the last fell with me into the earth
joined again to that we left behind
one to ten … seemed like a fortune
but in the end was ….not its worth
About the Creator
Edwin Rosengren
I have been creating stories most of my life , but have never had a venue that I was comfortable with , which also had a significant audience . As a result most of my stories became amusement for myself only .
Here , I plan to change that .
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