Gather up all those treasured things

There is beauty, there is sadness, there is mixtures of good and bad
Every morning, every evening, things can delight us or make us sad
How we handle it, how we deal with it, how we proceed from day to day
Is what tells us what we're made of...not another's opinion or say

We must strive for and endeavor to make the best of everything around
Embracing good times and the bad times in every place that we are found
For it's not the braggart or the famous or the billionaire with things galore
That changes the world into something better but the soul with inner store.

So gather up   those treasured things that money can't ever buy
And take it into your innerness where beauty and wisdom lie
So that you'll be able to radiate to a world so desperately in need
The secretness of happiness that comes to those without greed.....