Being rich

dear all,

I'd like to share a poem with ya. just translated it from Turkish

enjoy

Do you know what is wealth supposed to be?

Wealth is being able to eat flaky in the morning.
Wealth;
is being able to climb stairs without help.
Looking through the window, being able to see pedestrians that go by.
Being able to close down your own door each morning.
That your hair be being caressed.
That the watch on your arm be pointing out the future.
Being able to make plans for the coming week.
Being able to bide for better days.
Sometimes one plate of pasta.
Sometimes 2 tomatoes and 1 new bread.
Being able to believe oneself.
Wealth is everything that you can be happy for its existence.
And the poverty is…
Acknowledging once,
Then understanding its absence...!