Sonnet 052
Laijon Liu 20160406
Treasure is stored in a locked chest
Does that make you a rich man?
And at anytime you may exam it
Does that give you pride and joy?
Nay, diamond is for girls to have
Van Gogh’s that I sell to museum
That’s saving in bank for hospital bill
And a house at suburb for my loves
I’m just not that romantic, poetically
Nor I wanna aim high for Mt. Everest
Item is just a fluctuating dollar rate
Real wealth is with love and friends
Never care someone who loves me not
Always triumphant to love our love ones!
