A good heart is worth more than gold.
It cannot be bought or sold,
or be compared to all the riches
a wealthy man may hold.
I love those whose hearts
are filled with the good;
Their hearts are like a comb of honey
placed on the open road.
And I, the passer-by,
shall willingly grab the comb,
and taste the sweetness of thy honey,
and come back for more, tomorrow.