Girl in Black, Child on a Swing
Shes young herself, not yet twenty
Or at least she looks so to me
And swings her child upon a swing
And happy looks to be
Sure, she has little and she knows it
But her child and family are around
And in the little that she has
She has the contentment that few have found
The world over – who have much more
And her mother stirs in a pot
Some dish traditional from peaches of theirs
I think that they have got
The priorities of life correct
Let the lesson loud be told:
Your riches are your family
Your riches are not your gold.