It's not the things that can be bought 
That are life's richest treasure
It's just the little "heart gifts"
That money cannot measure 

A cheerful smile, a friendly word 
A sympathetic nod
Are priceless little treasures
From the storehouse of our God

They are the things that can't be bought
With silver or with gold
For thoughtfulness and kindness
And love are never sold 

They are the priceless things in life 
For which no one can pay
And the giver finds rich recompense
In giving them away 

Helen Steiner Rice