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The Forgotten Gifts

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The Forgotten Gifts

She sat in her little cottage
Her ears tuned
Her body alive
Waiting…
Waiting for that knock on the door
Anytime now
She pulled back the frilly curtains
And peered out at the gathering dusk
The time when most of her visitors
Would knock at her door
Looking for word gifts
To fill up their souls

It was the third day…
It was the third night…
And she kept her vigil
With her candle lit
To ward off the loneliness
That was creeping in on her
She fought it away
Repositioning the candle
To make sure that its light
Would be a welcome sight
To her longed for visitors

Only one thing worried her
What would she offer them as presents?
She had nothing to give
And this was the custom 
In these parts
The tradition
The giving and getting of word presents
That's why she had moved here

She fondly fingered on of the presents
Given to her 
By one of her most cherished visitors
A token of love and friendship
Of constancy
And yet….
Where was he?
Now when she was destitute
Now when she was dry
With no gifts to offer
She had been forgotten by them all
Forgotten by him
She fought back the tears
Willing to believe

The candle flickered and died out
The moonlight
Filtered in through her window
Comforting her with its magical
Dream formations
On her wooden floor
She sighed
She had given all that she had
Did they love her only for her gifts?
Could they not just reopen her gifts and look inside?
If not that…what about the other unopened ones
The older ones
The ones that she had shyly left
Outside their doors
When she had newly moved in
And was yet unknown

Once one of them had opened a gift
The news had spread
That there was someone new in the area
With word gifts to give
Some were crude
But others were beautiful
With her own distinctive design
All wrapped with her love
Each scented by her perfume
Her signature scent

Now she was poor
No gifts
No perfume
No words
Empty....
Why didn't they come to visit?
Why didn't they open the ones of long ago
That still lay around their homes…unopened

She brushed away a tear
Perhaps she’d been forgotten
Perhaps she just wasn’t good enough
For this part of the country
She decided
On the morrow
She would leave
Though it would make her heart bleed
But wait…
A faint knock on the door
A familiar knock
She sprang to her feet
And swung upon the door
There he stood
A smile on his face
“I haven’t seen you for a while
Your gifts used to bring me a smile
Sorry it’s late
I just couldn't wait
To tell you…
I found the unopened gift
It still bore your scent
It reminded me of you
The beauty of your soul
And how you make me whole
Here I am…
Here I am to tell you
I’ve missed your gifts
But more than that…
I’ve missed the giver!”

With tears streaming down
But a smile on her face
She took his hand
And led him inside
The home of her heart
For a nice long sweet visit
With one of her favorite
Giver of gifts!

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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  1. Date: 6/23/2013 4:30:00 PM

    Very beautifully written!

  1. Date: 6/16/2013 6:49:00 PM

    Eileen, You are giving a gift of words by writing about everyone who writes their soul and posts on a website, hoping to give as well as receive. A very hopeful and heartwarming story. :)

  1. Date: 6/5/2013 8:32:00 PM

    Very interesting and descriptive one. Sweet words are gifts always because it is not possible to evaluate with money. Generally we are attracted to new one but who remembers the old is a nice guy. Loved done. Loved always, bl

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/9/2013 10:26:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Yes....words are more treasured than monetary gifts! My daughter wrote a poem for my birthday which I treasure more than any gift she could have possibly given me! Thanks for the visit. :)
  1. Date: 6/5/2013 12:31:00 PM

    VERY interesting analogy, Eileen! Please keep the word gifts coming ;) They brighten days and stimulate minds. Adding this one to my faves :)

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/5/2013 1:33:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Hi sweetie! So nice of you to visit! Hope all is well....Your word gifts are fabulous as well! :) Hugs!
  1. Date: 6/3/2013 8:24:00 AM

    This is too interesting, Eileen...and a little mysterious! Your gift of words here is a lovely thing.

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/3/2013 8:59:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Wow...interesting and mysterious! Never thought of those two adjectives in connection with this...but me likes! :) Your gifts are much appreciated! Hugs!
  1. Date: 6/1/2013 3:33:00 PM

    wow Eileen you have just blown me away,,, this is one poem to read over and over again and i will.

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/3/2013 8:57:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Harry dear! So lovely to hear from you! I've missed ya! Thanks for this lovely compliment!
  1. Date: 6/1/2013 2:00:00 PM

    Hi Eileen very nice narrative. You are extremly talented

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 2:02:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thanks, Christine! Sweet of you to say that! :)
  1. Date: 6/1/2013 12:12:00 PM

    Wow! Wow! "Word Giver" You certainly nailed it with this piece. Kim

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 12:14:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thanks, Kim! :) I'm glowing with this praise!
  1. Date: 6/1/2013 8:34:00 AM

    You don't get much more uplifting than this. THIS is what I'm talking about! :) Fantastic!

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 11:29:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Drake, you are too kind! Thanks for this lovely post. Gives me a boost.
  1. Date: 6/1/2013 12:38:00 AM

    What an analogy for life! Word gifts... what could be better? Like your own on thunder storms this story took me on a trip that I didn't know where I was going, but left me feeling satisfied and enlightened in the end... fantastic!

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 11:30:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Oh...Timothy! I'm so glad to know that. Thank you for visiting. I know this isn't quite your genre, but you visit nonetheless. You are a visitor who is always welcome!
  1. Date: 5/31/2013 10:00:00 PM

    wow x 1000, amazing!!!!

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 11:35:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Arthur...how kind and gracious of you! :) Thanks...a poet of your caliber to like my work is truly a compliment.
  1. Date: 5/31/2013 9:33:00 PM

    Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow What a fantastic poem! Favorite all the way!

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 11:36:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Richard!!!!! Richard!!! Richard!!! Thanks! :) What an honor to be faved by one of my fav poets! :)
  1. Date: 5/31/2013 6:54:00 PM

    You are a word giver Eileen, everytime I open one of your writes I consider it a gift. You have lots knocking on your door :) Take care, Richard

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 11:37:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Richard, your poem, Hurricane Eileen was one of the best gifts I have ever received. Thanks ever so much for that. I treasure it. Please...visit often! You are always welcome!
  1. Date: 5/31/2013 6:13:00 PM

    I just love happy endings!!!!!thank you.....:-)

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 11:38:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Me too MD! Life has enough sorry and things going wrong...at least we can have happy endings in what we write! ;) Love ya!
  1. Date: 5/31/2013 5:56:00 PM

    Such a beautiful analogy, Dear Eileen ....and a prompt to go back a few pages on all the poet's pages here. I do consider your poems a word gift as I do all of the friends I am making here....their poems. Love, SuZ

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 11:39:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Yes, SuZ...when someone I really like hasn't posted for a bit, I do go back and read some of the older writes to reconnect! It isn't so much that the writer has evolved, it's just that we appreciate the work more because we know them better! Thanks for the visit!
  1. Date: 5/31/2013 3:48:00 PM

    You had me mesmerized from start to finish dear woman, you are a great story teller just like my grandmother was when she was alive, you know how to win heart over, and you just won mine, beautiful, my sweet Jalebi, xxx Rose M

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 11:41:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Mystic Rose! Thanks for your sweet post. You must tell me the secret of the Arabic references...Have you been to this part of the world? I love to win hearts over if I can...Anything more wonderful than that? Hugs!
  1. Date: 5/31/2013 1:47:00 PM

    What a beautiful ending, Eileen. You rock, girlfriend. Licia :-)

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 11:42:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    YOU DO TOO, GIRLFRIEND! Heading over your way to check out your new poem?
  1. Date: 5/31/2013 12:55:00 PM

    Wow begins emotive pensive but ends up being more than just dat. U r a talentd poet n dis was a great epic i enjoyd readin. Kudos pal.

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 6/1/2013 11:46:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thanks ever so much for your visit! I enjoy visits a great deal...:) They make me smile!