Silver Pockets Full Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Silver pockets full
is a lovely dream
hopes and aspirations
shine in golden gleam

When the month has five
weekend days in years
that's a rare event
worthy of much cheer

So the ancients found
counting green jade beads
centuries must pass
sowing patient seeds

Though our modern age
found that it's not true
binary trumps jade
Ipads beat bamboo

Yet the old game plays
we still grab the ring
hoping for the day
wealth will crown us king

Secrets never told
hidden caves still hold
can't be bought or sold
gratitude is gold.