I Would Be Poor

Why must we look for joy in money? 

As if we were bees, and it were honey. 

For I refuse to look to the green bills,

To fill my life with happiness and thrills. 

If I were told to let everything go, 

I could, but if it were you, I would say no

Because you are the moon to the tide, 

A friend I can look for right by my side. 

To be wealthy does not intrigue me, 

For friendship is better then any money.

If given the choice, I would be poor, 

As long as I know, our love can soar.