It's not the luxuries or grand vacations,

Not the things that bring short elations.

True love's not built on material things,

But on the trust and joy it brings.

It's in the talks that never tire,

In knowing when hearts require,

A gentle touch, a hand to hold,

In love that never grows old.

It's in the time we freely give,

In support that helps us live.

When these fade, the bond is broken,

No wealth can mend what's left unspoken.

Cherish the love that’s true and kind,

Is that so difficult to find?