I asked for the gift of love,
And it was delivered
In a large box.
I opened it slowly, with care
And found
Many packages within,
Each one making up the whole
Gift.
They were a surprise.
There was joy -
To share with those who are sad;
There was kindness -
To give to all who hurt;
There was mercy -
To offer to the ones who hurt me;
There was patience -
For those who I find difficult;
And I kept opening the packages....
Opening ...
The many parts of love...
Beautiful, life is a gift, family is a gift. I'm sorry for your loss. My prayers are with you.
ReplyDeleteLife is a gift, however sometimes depression, loss of a family member or just sadness would make us feel differently. I love the poem.
ReplyDeleteSuch a sweet and lovely poem! Love is such a wonderful gift.
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