Man can seek the highest mountain
View the deepest meandering stream
Voyage for the youthful fountain
Or peer persistantly at the moon's beam
But he should know well his own home
For in its corners lie treasures unsought
And no matter how he may roam
He shall find none, nor they be bought
For family and love abounds there
In thyself and those of thine
Through the days that pass along here
And for the spanning length of time