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The Price Tag,
A Poem About The Cost of Worth
Gifts were carefully wrapped
For her pudgy fingers to open,
Guarded by the tree
On Christmas morning.
Her new school clothes
Came with
Lunchbox and backpack.
We treated her bad day
With a trip to the mall,
Completed with three courses
And dessert at the food court.
We were proud when she said,
"Thank you."
After she opened her presents.
We kept her gadgets up to date
And bought her the latest fashion.
It all added up to
Us
Standing alone in
Her empty room
Full of merchandise
That whispered faceless words
Saying,
"You can spend money on me
But you can't buy me."
(c) Adron Dozat
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(c) A.E. Dozat 1/1/16
