Gifts of Love
Did you ever stop to see
how expectation compels
discontentment,
For we do this
time and time again
wondering why we bear
a discouraged heart;
Please don’t forget
you’ve been
offered a precious gift
each time your
eyes burst open
to streams of new light
and your anxious feet jump
into the warmth of this earth;
Don’t open your present
expecting red roses of
fragrance, disheartened by
the tulips you find
For what you’d miss
is diamonds had
been waiting all along;
I promise dear one-
your present holds gifts
far beyond immemorial time has seen
unwrapped by trust
and seen with eyes of love.