Encrusted with jewels
And covered with gold
It may be priceless
But it can be sold
Plain as a handful
Of unsifted dirt
It may be worthless,
But losing it hurts
Maybe it's backwards
Maybe it's wrong
But a treasure untreasured
Won't last for long
Bonnie Shipman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/innocence-and-riches/
