The Miserly Fellow

He died in his sixties did not live to be old
But it cannot be said of him that he had a 'heart of gold'
Though a money millionaire he lived as a miserly man
He accumulated over a million in money in his given time span

He did not father children did not have a wife
A miserly man who led a miserable life
Thanks to him some of his nephews and nieces financially better off today
Though they did not grieve his passing or for his soul pray

He was not broad minded in his ways he was small
He had a short fuse to his temper as those who knew him recall
He must have had some good points one would have to suppose
Though in his life he made far fewer friends than foes

We all have our life crosses to bear in some way
An undiagnosed manic depressive some of him did say
A millionaire in money yet one of mind poverty
The beauty in Nature he never could see

'Tis said how we live is our life's destiny
Though some with such reasoning may well not agree
From his cares and worries death gave him release
The miserly fellow may he rest in peace.