The wish of Midas

Gold was the wish of Midas

For he thought to be

Rich in his collection

Of that commodity

Now when his wish was granted

You know the story old

All that Midas touched turned

Into that bright hard gold

His food, his wife, his daughter

All that he did touch

Because that’s what he thought he wanted

So very very much

Now Midas he repented

When he did realize

That there is so much more in life

For us to seek as prize

A meal upon the table

And one that loves you true

So this may be a fable

But it has value too

So let us look around us

See every lovely sight

Seek out the good in others

Make every future bright.

Annie © Year 2000

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