Saturday, December 30, 2006

"Christmas Gift"

It wasn’t wrapped with bows or fancy paper.
There was no written card or letter.
Santa didn’t put it under the tree
For everyone else to see.
No fortune was spent.
For deeper thoughts it was meant.
It wasn’t branded or designer.
This was something simpler.
It wasn’t special because of any of these things.
This was of sweet nothings.


I love you.
And that was it. It wasn’t something new.
I love you.
This was something I wished he knew.
My body grew weak, but my heart stronger
As I let those words linger.
So many times I’ve said them.
Every time was as precious as a gem.
This was my Christmas gift to him,
With enough joy to fill up to the rim.
A present too valuable to be bought,
One that will never rot,
Covered so beautifully,
With sincerity and honesty.


This was all I had to offer.
And I didn’t regret nor suffer.

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