I left the window open and a million dollars flew in
I couldn’t believe my luck so I started countin’
It was really a million dollars so I started dreamin’
Oh the dreams I had as the million dollars flew in
So began my daydreamin’
I started plannin’ and schemin’
How it would be accruin’
The million dollars that flew in
But before I got into thinkin’
How I would be eatin’ drinkin’
And what else I’d be doin’
Of the million dollars that flew in
The million dollars flew out
Just as they blew in, they blew out
There was very little I can do about
The million dollars that flew out
I Left The Window Open And A Million Dollars Flew In
Frank Solanki 
The power of dreaming is great, I am coming to realise. As the million dollars flew out, it would be replaced by the realisation of another drew, you just got to keep dreaming #dreamon and put the work to #makeithappen. Beautiful piece.
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*in such a simple and elegant manner
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You have conveyed something so deep in such a way simple and elegant manner!!
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Thank you.
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Love your pieces… Don’t punch me if you have a poem to write though !!! 😀
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Never ever.
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😀
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Hey 🙂 Check out my latest post and you are nominated for you great works 🙂
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Thank you so much.
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Welcome Frank 😊
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Let’s see. Take 90% of the million dollars and spend it on women and alcohol. The other 10%, who cares just waste it,.
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Haha! I really enjoyed reading it! Áwêßómé! 😉😉
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Thank you.
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I’d have bought myself a small town and named it, ‘Little Francis.’
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So this was delightful 😊
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Thanks.
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You’re welcome ^^
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Reblogged this on MEniMusings.
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🙌
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See the window had to be closed Frank *im crying on your behalf* this is really lovely as always
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Haha. I know. But I am keeping it open hoping more would fly in.
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Lol that’s actually a good reason however sometimes what already flew in is enough 🤔
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True.
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That’s the trouble with dreams. Easy come, easy go.
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True.
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Hahahahahaha aaaahhhhh that little bit of light relief that we all need hahahahaha 🙂 x
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Glad you liked it.
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I would have been crying as my fortune kept slipping.
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Sweat, blood, tears. I was drowning.
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Tulips, daffodils, hyacinth
Keep your window open
It’s now S-P-R-I-N-G!
I enjoy your poems. Keep it coming.
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Will do. Thank you.
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You did all the day dreaming
But forgot about window closing
No wonder money blew out as it blew in
Should not have kept the fan running
Were you sweating while counting
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Haha. No. I was left sweating after they all blew out.
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You are a man of mystery, Frank Solanki.
Nice poems.
🙂
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Thank you so much. Appreciate it.
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Easy come, easy go. Bummer.
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Trips on dog shit. Is this what they mean by dirty money?
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*runs round trying to catch the money for Frank….. 😓
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Haha.
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This is a delightful meditation on the transitory nature of fortune, plus you rhymed accruin’ with flew in. Mad respect.
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Thanks a lot for the appreciation.
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