Poems (Storrie)/My Wealth
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My Wealth.
Queens wear necklets, rich and fine,
With diamonds in a cluster,
Or strings of pearl that gleam and shine
With iridescent lustre.
But I have jewels that I prize
Far beyond such merchandise.
With diamonds in a cluster,
Or strings of pearl that gleam and shine
With iridescent lustre.
But I have jewels that I prize
Far beyond such merchandise.
Queens may shield them from the cold
With furs, and costly laces,
In sables fabulous enfold
Their fair and haughty faces.
My necklet of the purest pearl
Closer than diamonds presses—
The clasped arms of my little girl
That meet in dear caresses.
With furs, and costly laces,
In sables fabulous enfold
Their fair and haughty faces.
My necklet of the purest pearl
Closer than diamonds presses—
The clasped arms of my little girl
That meet in dear caresses.
And I am warmed to heart's deep core
By kisses from her endless store.
And queens may keep their boughten charms.
So I have these small clasping arms.
By kisses from her endless store.
And queens may keep their boughten charms.
So I have these small clasping arms.