The Best of All

Some have bonds and some have gold
But you have a child in your arms to hold

Some have power and some have land
But you have the touch of a little hand.

Some have riches and some have pride
But you have a kiss at eventide.

Some have fame but you have more..
The patter of feet on the bedroom floor;

A dear good-night in the darkness there
And the tender words of a little prayer;

A tousled head on the bed to lay
At the ragged end of a happy day;

And the light of the stars on a little face
And a darling smile that the moonbeams trace.

What matter then if wealth we miss,
For what is gold compared to this?

-Brodie Payne