What’s the value of a dirty tattered ribbon holding the glittery gold,
Though it binds the priced glitz together, yet has no price in which it can be sold,
Can the cheap existence of a binder ever be tagged priceless?
Or it labourerd to coexist alongside the glimmer, where it is always assumed useless.
Finding significance in the insignificant. A lovely provocation of thought. Well done, V!
Thanks Brad 😊
You are most welcome, my friend!
Thanks for reading 😊