The poem talks of the most treasured riches of my life - my family.
Pure as a mother’s love;
Strong as father’s shoulders;
Warm as a sister’s hug;
No money, no precious gifts can trade that,
No treasury can ever raid the heart from that.
What I call as the true riches of my life.
Few are blessed with this kind of life.
Take away my fame, my money and my life whole,
Leave me alone with just my own soul.
The soul that is filled with the love I cherish,
This is the only possession I embellish.
See me build my life from the scratch,
See the phoenix rise from the ash.
These are the wonders love can do,
This is what makes me true.
