If I
If I offered to you a light for your darkness
The gift of which you did not perceive
Your very own prayer you now transgress
Your blessing you’re unable to receive
If I offered to you one of my warmest smiles
And you just turned and looked away
To engage instead the world so hostile
Your blessing rejected you chose the melee
If I offered to you an olive branch of friendship
And you thought to use it to beat me down
It is not I that will mourn our kinship
Your blessing now in rebound
If I offered to you a measure of comfort
In a world that’s grown so cold
And the same you willfully chose to distort
Your blessing you viewed as fool’s gold
If I offered to you a place of peace
And you moved within as a god of war,
Your troubles you have now increased
Your blessing now lost to you forevermore
If I offered to you my unconditional love
And you gave to it the cold shoulder
The same you will lose as you push and you shove
Your blessing not recognized by you the beholder
If I offered you any of these pieces of me
Earthly presence of God’s own Light
The value of which you did not see
You’ll mourn her blessing now in your hindsight
Copyright © Ginny M. Jones | Year Posted 2023
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