I have a lot of dreams in my life and A lot of ambitions. However, I've never aspired to become a wealthy man and really don't think that I ever will be. I of course want to make enough money to support a family and have enough time and resources to serve in the Church and help those in need, but I don't need an excess amount of anything and I hope that I can be generous with the little I'll have.
With that being said, I sure hope and pray that I can find a beautiful, and considerate girl someday that will be willing to scrape out an existence in pure poverty. :) Well, we won't be destitute, I can promise her that and I'll always work as hard as possible to make sure that she has all that she needs, but I won't be able to give her castles or kingdoms. This poem I wrote means a lot to me because it comes sincerely from my heart. I hope that it illustrates that there are far, far more important things than money, or material objects. I pray that it shows that love is strong, and real in any circumstance, and that It can endure the most dismal of financial situations.
It was a cold day in Canada on my Mission when I wrote this. I was just about to return home, and I was so unsure of so many things. I had so many questions, and so many insecurities. Where was I going to work? How was I going to have any money? How would I get around? How would I afford anything? What was I going to do for school? How would I pay for it?
It seemed that I had little by way of prospects, and with 1 Canadian Toonie and 1 Loonie (3 Canadian dollars in total) to my name, I wondered how I could ever make it. I of course dream of someday being in love with a wonderful girl and making a beautiful life for her, but how could I possible ever make it? As I read of a similar thought process of Elder Jeffery R. Holland, when returning from his mission I was inspired. In that talk he quoted Winston Churchill when he said "I have nothing to offer, but blood, toil, tears, and sweat" Elder Holland commented further and said "I thought to myself, I have as much blood, tears, and sweat as anyone" When I read that I determined in my mind... I do as well and let's go bleed, cry, and work it out. So here I am, trying to work my best, giving all I have for a future like this. :)
"Not Much"
I've counted it up, and it's really not much
It's just a few dollars, some knick knacks and such
An old beater car with an old broken heater,
A whole heap of people saying "How will he feed her?"
I've counted it up, and it's almost too much
between the water, and heat, and the housing and such
temporally speaking I don't have much to give
I could barely provide what we'd need just to live
I've counted it up, and i'm not a safe bet
there will be lots of comforts and things you won't get
I can't guarantee a luxurious way,
we probably will struggle just about every day
But i've counted it up, and i've got more than enough
ambition and desire, among other stuff
if nothing else, I know this is true
There could never be anyone who loves you more than I do!
I can give you my efforts and work towards dreams,
be the first to the bedroom when our little one screams
be the first out the door when we forget garbage day,
sing you love songs and cook dinner when you've had a bad day.
And then when we're struggling i'll just take your hand,
and i'll tell you our hopes, and the dreams that we've planned
and i'll give you a kiss and assure it's okay,
and then go out and work, so it happens that way.
YES, I've counted it up, and it's really not much
for vacations and cars, and nice clothing and such.
But, I really don't care if I have all those things
or half of the stuff they say money can bring
We may never have much, but I promise you love
and a life filled with goodness, and consent from above
and as for those critics, We'll quiet those folk
We may always be poor, but we'll never be broke.
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