|Fair As The Sun (standard:poetry, 111 words)|
|Author: Reid Laurence||Added: Mar 11 2011||Views/Reads: 1294/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Reaching for the prospect of getting rich, then trying to hold on and retain one's wealth can be hazardous...|
Flying too high To bright yellow such Feeling as if One nearly could touch The bright yellow gold Is almost in hand But burn that it may And fall hard to land Like Icarus tried He also did reach But greed and despair Though father beseech, "I warn you my son you fly much too near take wing and escape in seduction my fear." But others would fall As Icarus died Descended in flight Have been gold denied What moral at hand In sonnet to preach Remember the day Daedalus tried to reach But many won't listen Or pay due concern Then reach for what glisten Much too late to learn Tweet
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