Thursday, 1 May 2014

Gift Box Of Memories.






Locked away all the emotions
Picked up from my playground
I oft laughed with you there
Days ago, maybe weeks, perhaps months
Now I've carefully picked up all the joys
And placed them in my precious box

You made me smile, not seldom
I've had to gift myself that smile one day
So wrapping that up in a gift box too
To be unwrapped on another day
And the dimples will be cratered again

The unspoken promises we had
Locked away in our humble hearts
Now frozen, long forgotten
I'll pick them up too
And gift them to me as memory

I've cared for you
And the prayers I've made
The genuine love in them
Will be the concealing bow
On my most precious gift box

There's more space in it
Maybe I'll wholly find a way to make fit
Even those moments when I thought all was lost
And you held my hand and whispered hope into my soul
It's a gift to a gift from the greatest gift of all
Thank you.

Maybe the box will endure worse weather
Than our hearts ever have
No gloom can shrivel its contents 
Because a gift can never go
It always is, always was, only waiting to be gifted

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