Love, Life, Money

Love is like sand, grasp a hand full,
Watch as it slips through your fingers,
Left with nothing but pieces on the skin,
Leaving your hands dirty and dull,

Life is like a mountain, a thousand foot tall,
Some roads easy, other paths hard,
Accomplish many feats and leaps,
But once at the top, all that's left is the fall,

Money is like wind, or a gentle breeze,
The effect is all once can feel,
You will never grasp what it fully is,
And wind too strong will bring you to your knees