Money.

I dress expensively well.
On my body i wear a sweet expensive smell.
Into wealth from heaven i fell.
Born into money from my mothers womb.
Where she now lies at rest in her rich marble tomb.
Everyday i live like a king.
I have gold and diamonds and pottery from the dynasty of Ming.
But one thing for me that all my money does not bring.
That four letter word that they call love.
That special thing sent from heaven above.
That's one thing in life that i do miss.
A few loving words and a loving kiss.
But that four letter word for me is hard to find.
I can't find it anywhere, to it my heart and soul must be blind.
One things for sure love i can't buy.
Without it my soul everyday does cry.
Money can't buy me love.
Song by four Liverpudlians and two of them now are up in heaven above.
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interesting poem well written Linda