Below is the poem entitled The Giver which was written by poet
Bowes. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I’m a compassionate creature
I am a giving tree.
So many times I think of others
So many times I forget about me.
The tables keep on turning
And the room constantly spins.
In my world of secrets and darkness
I’m never the one who wins.
I give until I have no more
Then I give things that I need.
So that others can be happy
So that others can succeed.
I see all the same faces
High up here in this tree.
Is there anyone else out there?
Anyone who wants to give to me?