When life is hard and everything feels wrong,

I wish for things I do not have with me,

But then I see the good where I belong,

In little joys, in moments that are free.

For when I count the blessings I possess,

I find that riches come in forms unseen,

In love and laughter, not in gold's excess,

In simple pleasures, in each small routine.

Though troubles come and shadows block the light,

I hold onto the hope that shines so bright,

In every trial, I'll put up a fight,

With faith and courage, I'll make things right.

So let me not desire what others own,

For true wealth lies in love, and love alone.