It’s not the wealth we amass,
Nor the treasures we hold,
Not the glittering gems,
Nor the silver and gold.

It’s the hearts that we cherish,
The bonds that we share,
The love and the laughter,
The moments that care.

For life is but fleeting,
A whisper, a sigh,
And possessions will fade,
As the years pass us by.

But the hands that we hold,
And the voices we hear,
Bring warmth to our souls,
And make life so dear.

So measure your riches
Not in things but in ties,
In the love of your circle,
Where true meaning lies.

For it’s not what we have,
But who walks by our side,
That gives life its value,
Its purpose, its pride.

Created by
MarkWaldrop