A Father’s Love (poem by me)

Her father was a top architect,
Her mother a dear and loving housewife,
She was their one and only daughter
And she lived a privileged life.

Her dad studied the Barbie dream house
That she used to play with every day
And he built her a life-sized version
A gift for her 20th birthday.

An elevator instead of stairs,
An in-ground swimming pool in back,
A pink corvette parked in the driveway,
No trifling detail did it lack.

When she saw it, he thought she'd cry,
Hug him, kiss him, jump up and down,
Instead she rolled her eyes and gave a sigh
She said she'll sell it and buy a condo downtown.

Her mom said, "I wish our family was penniless.
Then you would see your father's love is priceless."

1Timothy 6:10 states, "For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil. 
Some people, eager for money, have wandered from the faith and pierced 
themselves with many griefs."

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King Solomon’s Advice (poem by me)

Wise King Solomon had something to say,
About how man wasted his day,
He warned us long ago of the emptiness chasing things brings,
Things like: Multiple advanced degrees,
Fancy wine and brie cheese,
Deep tissue massages,
And big houses with boat garages,
You may ask: Then what shall we do with our time and such?
Be thankful to God whether in little or much.

*Based on Ecclesiastes

© 2015 Kim Bond

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