Updated: Apr 29
Monday 24th April 2023
Highly valued and sought after,
I never felt that way when I was young.
I did feel kind of special,
Like a poor princess.
Because I was the oldest child.
The first born.
In a community of waywards.
A community of fringed and feckless.
It was never royal, no purple and gold,
No privilledge or pomp.
Poor man's Gold.