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The Precious Gift

I remember the day as if it were yesterday,
The snowfall was heavy, we sat and watched it
We hadn’t spoken for god knows how long
Days would go by, me reading and she would knit

But that day we were both in silence, watching, waiting,
This was the only time we weren’t arguing, debating
Then I solemnly rose and went out in the snow
To rescue wood for the fire

And the snow...she lay
What we could not have, longed for and desired
I picked her up, she was shivering and moaning
I placed her in my jacket and carried her
While I listened to her heavenly groaning

My wife who seemed spiritless came alive
When she laid eyes on her
And fussed “place her near the fire,”
I watched my wife gently clean her, delighted from the faint murmur.

It was half an hour when her little eyes open
She was terrified to see us
“Where is mum and dad?”
She calmed as my wife continued her motherly fuss
It was as if she belonged
As if she was ours
We gave her the gifts we bought for the one we could not have
And watched her open then up, we could have watched her for hours.

My wife brought out the huge turkey
We had the best Christmas feast
And finished with double helpings
Of six different ice cream, a special treat.

Then... the knock on the door
I answered it, the police with an old woman and man
“We looking for a little girl, her parents were killed in an accident
And she was in the car when it was hit by a van

Our angel came to the door, 
Then ran out and hugged her grand parents
We kissed her good bye 
And gave her all the presents

It was a year since we saw her,
We both sat in silence watching the snowfall
Then a knock at the door which broke our trance
And there she was with her grandparents, a lady now no longer small...


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  1. Date: 5/21/2012 7:51:00 PM
    I think of you often and hope you are ok.

  1. Date: 5/14/2012 1:18:00 PM
    Amazing and touching poem. Thanks for sharing.. Always, laura

  1. Date: 4/9/2012 7:10:00 PM
    Where are you Sid, I miss you and am worried. How can you disappear without saying. Hope you are all right but wish you would get in touch! :(

  1. Date: 2/25/2012 6:33:00 AM
    Absolutely captivating Sid . I didn't see it around Christmas time but it's a great poem/story, true or not !! I was thinking it was a small child as I read ,if that's the case I would add S to years to go with the last line. Well Done Anne

  1. Date: 1/21/2012 9:10:00 AM
    Why aren't you writing? I'm waiting for something to read! :)

  1. Date: 1/7/2012 9:54:00 PM
    very lovely Sid. Like most I am wondering if it is true....Patrick

  1. Date: 12/23/2011 4:39:00 PM
    I don't know if this is poetic license (untrue) or if it really happened to you, but wow, it is a really nice story/poem. Tell me, is it just fiction? or for real?

  1. Date: 12/23/2011 12:06:00 PM
    Very well written Sid. Merry Christmas to you and yours famely. OXOX Christmashugs from Norway and Anne-Lise

  1. Date: 12/23/2011 11:37:00 AM
    This is so heartfelt sidney...such a beautiful pen u have :)...

  1. Date: 12/23/2011 9:35:00 AM
    Just a fantastic story Sid; I'm left wondering if it was really true. It is a perfect one to share at this time of year, the act of giving! Thanks for all your sweet visits and I hope you have a wonderful Christmas with those who are close to you. Love, Elizabeth

  1. Date: 12/22/2011 9:38:00 PM
    Wow, an epic story and a wonderful poem to have stumbled upon! I love it from beginning to end.. Always, Laura