PROFIT AND LOSS, by Lynn Cowan Subscribe to rss feed for Lynn Cowan


I COUNTED DOLLARS WHILE GOD COUNTED CROSSES; 
I COUNTED GAINS WHILE HE COUNTED LOSSES, 
I COUNTED MY WORTH BY THE THINGS; 
GAINED IN STORE,
BUT HE SIZED ME UP BY THE SCARS THAT I BORE. 


I COUNTED HONORS AND SOUGHT FOR DEGREES; 
HE WEPT AS HE COUNTED THE HOURS, 
ON MY KNEES.
AND I NEVER KNEW TIL ONE DAY AT A GRAVE; 
HOW VAIN ARE THESE THINGS THAT, 
WE SPEND IN LIFE TO SAVE.
Posted: 2009-10-18 20:40:36 UTC

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