Treasures Poem by Dave Dafes

You're a priceless gift
That can't be bought or sold,
But your worth to me far outweigh
A mountain of precious stones.

For precious stones are cold and lifeless,
They cannot see nor hear,
And in times of distress,
They're unable to cheer.

They have no ears to listen,
Nor heart to understand.
They cannot bring you comfort
Or reach out a helping hand.

I request'd a gift from God,
He gave me you.
The most precious gift of all,
He knew that's all I'd need.

Am thankful that he sent
Not diamonds, pearls, or riches,
But the love of a real, true friend,
Whom I can't do without.