All that glitters is not gold.
This so many times I'm told.
But what is gold?
What is its cost?
Can it be measured if all is lost?
Is it warm?
Is it cold?
Can it comfort when we grow old?
Can it buy you love?
Can it bring you joy?
Is gold a commodity that you heart can enjoy?
Can it say I love you and dry a sorrows tear.
Will it grow more tender year after year?
The gold that really glitters is the gold that I see.
When you have entered a room and your eyes see me.
Your eyes have the glitter and oh how they do glow.
You are all that glitters the only gold I know.
The wealth is in the gold I see.
Found in the love Between you and me.
Live and love each day as though it were your last.