Happy birthday!
Paper rustling, excitement tinged with apprehension
Glittering, blinding.. sheer intoxication
I can’t accept this, it’s too expensive!
So what? It’s just money.
Too much of it!
It doesn’t matter, there’s plenty.
Exactly.
When it is about something else,
that matters more,
even if there’s very little of it,
I’ll be delighted to accept.
1 comment:
Some other thing is priceless and never in plenty?
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