Happy Reaper Poem by Gregory Huyette

Happy Reaper



You reap what you sow…or so they say.
Well, my life has certainly gone that way.
Money has never meant much to me.
That’s why there’s not much of it i see.

A smile and a laugh always meant a lot.
These pleasures are treasures i’ve still got.
Passion is as much a part of me
As my wonderful, gorgeous wife, debbie.

I always loved love and am happy to say
That it still guides my life to this very day!

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