real green

A
FOOL'S
GOLD

In silence
I see silver.
In children
I see gold.
In food
I see abundance,
But money
Leaves me cold.

In the earth
I see rich colors.
In the Mass
I see His throne.
In works
I see great faith,
But money
Makes me groan.

In birdsong
Angelic choirs.
In trees
Trusting limbs do stretch.
In pain
When offered, merit,
But money
Makes me retch.