We may not possess the house we cherish,
With a deck or a fancy tile floor.
We may not live life with a bang or flourish,
But, let me ask you, who, being loved, is poor?
Think of all the things we share,
For which money we would not take.
Remember what is truly important
And that our fortune is truly great.
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