My Aunt Betty sent me this poem Wednesday in response to an email that I sent her in response to an email that she sent me. I think we just invented Relative Appreciation Week.
It`s not the things that can be bought that are life`s richest treaure,
It`s just the little `heart gifts` that money cannot measure---
A cheerful smile, a friendly word, a sympathetic nod
Are priceless little treasures from the storehouse of our God---
They are the things that can`t be bought with silver or with gold,
For thoughtfulness and kindness and love are never sold-
They are the priceless things in life for which no one can pay,
And the giver finds rich recompense in giving them away.
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