Twenty-five thousand days
Richard
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Nature's beauty, unseen by me
In this vault of earth, one truth remains
The richest aren't those who make the most
From the silence of my grave
Family dinners, chair left empty
I'd invest in joy, and not be a hedger
Twenty-five thousand days, all we get
They're those who of much time could boast
Six feet under, cold and still
Now death its final audit brings
Time's the true currency, spend it well
If I could again balance life's ledger
Invested all in golden dreams
Left behind, no fortune beneath
Stories shared are wealth to tell
Wealth I hoarded, now bequeathed
I count the cost of fortunes made
Forgot to cash in moments plenty
A lifetime chasing shiny things
Time's the true wealth we fail to see
The true profit of life lies not in gains
More precious than gold, our only asset
Chased those dollars with iron will
Now it's too late for a spending spree
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