Oh, Honey,

it’s not the money,
clothes, nor the car.
It’s much, much more
by far.

Do you see
how that sun does rise,
that moon can mesmerize,
how stars illuminate
nighttime skies?

You, like the sun, moon, and stars,
are my heart’s light reflecting
love’s warmest glow.
Oh, Honey, you must know.

Money? Clothes? Car?

It’s much, much more by far.
It’s much, much more.
It’s you, dear one, who I adore.
Oh, oh, Honey!