Our Sights Are Set
Our sights are set on simple goals—
We celebrate the hours of each day
With a blend of work and play,
And this is how we save our souls.
Nothing purchased stays in hand
Past the stroke of midnight when
All the houses built by men
Tumble down like piles of sand.
That is why we do not keep
Appointments with the Treasury;
What we treasure most, we see
In our hearts and in our sleep.
©2016 Michael Fraley
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