"Upon my soul, I can think of nothing else ... "

Saturday, January 12, 2013

Wishing Well

Pick yourself up out of that wishing well
If you want something done you have to do it yourself
Pennies are worthless all watered down
But being rich itself is not really wealth

Wading further down and all you really get
Is a little deeper and a whole lot wet
You're digging to find treasure like gold
But what you really want this pool doesn't hold

You won't find the things that make you shine
In shallow pools of nickels and dimes
Listen for what really calls you back home
The sweet little song that's always been your own

Don't forget the ones that first loved you
Your mama and daddy and Jesus too
The ones from before that truly care
They'll be the ones that will stick around

The new and the shiny are deceptive and fast
But the known and true will do you the best
What is pretty right now will soon be old
The tried is to be trusted, so I've been told

It's a hard lesson learned it's a small test
Finding your dreams and keeping yourself
Don't get all you want at the cost of all you have
And always remember where you started at


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