a gift

I must give you a gift
I’ve never known you
I am nothing to you
but I am someone, I am being
I have something to give you

you have given me inspiration
now I must re-pay your gratitude
I must give you some gift
some treasure you may use and cherish
some prize won in silent auction

I will give you love
that is all I have to give
it is all I have of value
cosmic currency carries you far
if distributed in kind generousity
this favour may reduce my sadness

the carriage light
my path might soften

your gift received
my love might lighten

so I will give you love
I will send you a gift of love
some creative energy for you
a little bit of me in your heart

take this gift from me
this gift of love I’ve sent you
I hope it fits
I hope you enjoy
I hope my love finds a home in you

Published by bernardsbarnes

Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.

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