more light #55
What Money Can't Buy
by Ed Halpaus
Grand Lodge Education Officer
Grand Lodge of A. F. & A. M. of Minnesota
23 January 2006
A poem I thought you would like that I found among my Mother’s papers.
What Money Can't Buy
By an Anonymous Author
I went to the store with money in hand,
But the things that I wanted to buy,
They either had none, or they only had one,
And as usual the price was too high.
So when I came home I simply replaced
My money back safe on the shelf,
Went and sat down in my old easy chair
And began to take stock of myself.
Money can't buy a bright sunny day
With a few fleecy clouds in the blue.
Money can't buy a soft gentle rain,
Or a morning that sparkles with dew.
You can't buy compassion in packets or jars,
Or the wag of a friendly dog's tail.
You can't purchase friends by bushel or pound,
Or kindness in bundle or bale.
Money can't buy the songs of the birds,
Or the sound of the wind in the trees.
Money can't buy the magic of spring,
Or the low busy hum of the bees.
You can't buy a sunset or sky full of stars.
You can't buy the moon riding high.
You can't buy salvation, assurance, and peace,
Or heaven at last when you die.
And as I reflected on all of these things,
And God's word on which I rely,
My cup overflowed as I thanked the dear Lord
For all the things money can't buy.
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