Cross

It's not gold,

Or silver you think.

Not even a diamond,

Or any precious stone it may.

It's not a castle,

Filled with dungeons and towers

Not even a car,

That could take you so far.

It is a gift,

Given long time ago

Not worth that much of a fortune,

Yet would stand till time is gone.

He hanged on the cross,

Just to pay the cost

Just to give a gift,

To me who is lost