Written by: John Boak

Material riches and pots of gold
A heart of ice forever cold
The truth come alive, wisdom so old
Let it now unfold, let it be told

As man struggle for worldly things
He gets tied to material strings
Forgets the happiness that real joy brings
Until a sad refrain is what his heart sings

He fails to see the real treasure
True friendship that is beyond measure
One that is constant steady and sure
A bond that gives the soul pleasure

Inside him every man is craving
Wanting, needing all the caring
Desiring what true friendship is offering
Knowing inside the fulfillment it could bring

Something I have found in you
A friend, a sister so real and true
People like you are so rare and few
The real treasure in this world is you