Rhymes From The Nursery (#1)

I had 

all the wealth

And I had

all the fame

I had all

the glamour

One life

could contain

I had 

all the friends

And I had

all the foes

That now sit

as equals

On the end

of my nose

I had

all these things

But one message

rings true

To have

and to hold

Is but folly

— adieu

(Dreamsleep: May, 2025)