Yesterday I waxed poetic about my book’s fame and how I sought it
Only to be humbled when just a handful of people bought it.
I realized that in the end even though that dream was shattered
My life contained too many other dreams and gifts that really mattered.
Well, yesterday, as if on cue, to the mailbox I trekked
There amongst the mail was my quarterly royalty check.
I stopped for a moment before opening it, as I am wont to do.
For inside could be a big fat check and a movie deal too.
(Hey, isn’t it a good thing for a little fantasy to come calling
Before reality sets in and sends our destiny befalling?)
Slowly I opened the envelope and extracted it’s contents
No movie deal, just a check for eighteen dollars and three cents.
It’s a blessing I am happy with my life as it appears
Because at this rate I wont be a millionaire for 31,000 years.
So I smiled at my good fortune and shared with Deborah my delight
"Hey", I said waving the check over my head, "my treat at McDonald’s tonight!"
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