Like everyone else these days, we are watching the economy and wondering how much more we can save, how much worse it will get, and when things will turn around. Penny pinching is tough when you have "champagne taste on a beer budget." As I stew about things financial, I am reminded of this poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar.
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This is the debt I pay
Just for one riotous day,
Years of regret and grief,
Sorrow without relief.
Pay it I will to the end—
Until the grave, my friend,
Gives me a true release—
Gives me the clasp of peace.
Slight was the thing I bought,
Small was the debt I thought,
Poor was the loan at best—
God! but the interest!
Ouch!
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure if we're in a better or worse position -- to leave the U.S. just two months before everything went south -- boy, it really sounds like it's crazy-bad, from listening to the news here...
The poem deals with the economy with great economy... And I'm with you on the champagne taste on a beer budget part. (Sigh.)
ReplyDeleteThis poem says it all!
ReplyDeleteI'm with Writer2b! Thanks for sharing this one.
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