A gift

You handed me this gift of beauty,

You gave it for all to see.

You didn’t mind who was watching,

The gift was from you to me.

You placed it in my thankful hands,

You smiled, and so did I.

Your gift was pure and innocent,

It made me want to cry.

Your words were sweet and so sincere,

No shame in speaking truth.

I guess that is a gift we leave

Behind us, in our youth.


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