poetry

“Wasted Years” Poem of the Day (2022)

Wasted Years

By Ashley O’Hare

I thought my bank account

would tell me when I was rich.

Eventually I would see enough zeroes

and my life would be complete.

But when the dollar signs

flooded my screen,

I saw no improvement 

in my life and daily routines.

I would trade every cent

for an ounce of happiness,

for a moment  of bliss—

to feel content with a day at the beach.

But I have wasted years

chasing the money.

My heart feels empty

and satisfaction is out of reach.

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