Words are a soul’s soldiers;

Fighting the battles of your heart.

The war of life cannot be won without them.

They can tear the enemy apart;

They can give comrades the strength to go on.

But meaning is where words get their start.

A word’s true power is held in its meaning;

Though knowing the meaning doesn’t make you smart.

Without meaning, love and hate are the same burning feeling.

A phrase often heard in the world we live in. I have chosen to make an addendum to this phrase. Money doesn’t buy happiness, if it belongs to you. I make this claim having seen what my money has done for others. Seeing a family cry with relief at having their medical bills anonymously paid for, or seeing a student jump with joy when they find out someone sent them a check for their tuition. Moments like these show that you can‘t buy yourself happiness, but you can use it to contribute to someone else’s.