For I am rich

For there I stood,
gazing upon images of the past,

As I look at paintings from long ago,
I see homesteads,
and a table inside, that has some food scatted,
a misplaced knife that's been used to cut the bread,
a little meat, some fruit and a rough cup of wine,
if you've got that like me, then you're rich.

If you can eat well,
and have a table of great friends to share smiles and good times,
then you are rich,
and any man that doesn't have that, shall be jealous.

Be good to your fellow men, and you'll have friends,
be good to your lands and you'll have food,
and you'll be rich.

For I am rich, says than man that comes from healthy lands and friendly fellows.

©RAMcK