Money and material things, all just come and go.
Mansions, yachts and flashy cars
Are only there for show.
The things in life that really count,
Not riches, fame or wealth,
Are a happy disposition, good humour and good health.
Smiling eyes, smiling lips, a cheerful view of life,
Keeping a steady outlook through
Good fortune and through strife.
The sound of laughing grandkids
Along with hugs and kisses,
Words like “I love you granddad”,
This is what life’s bliss is.
To do your best through thick and thin,
To buck life’s evil trends.
To sit and count not pounds and pence,
But loads and loads of friends.
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