Wealth
Health
Success by stealth
Creative career
Requires an ear
For rhythm and rhyme
The tick of time
And expressive sounds
But how many pounds (£)
Of monetary reward
For words I record?
My poems are real
They’ll help you feel
The emotions inside
That you try to hide
So read my words
They need to be heard
With no obligation
For financial compensation
I just want to share
And hope people care
To show appreciation
And express commendation
As that’s all that I need
Not monetary greed
My wealth is my pride
In knowing worldwide
That you read what I write
And my future is bright
copyright © Karen Horsley 2018