Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Blank verse

A Mothers Gift

The Right Gift. 
When he was fifteen, a man, he had packed his bag
ready to join the merchant navy. His mother had two
parcels in her hands asked him to choose one and 
not open it before he got old. 
 Since he liked to travel light he took the lightest packet 
 not bigger and heavier than letter, the other was 
heavier and might have hidden a fortune.
Well he lived and loved and before he knew it was old,
opened the parcel, on a piece of paper was written 
enjoy your life and embrace your elderliness.
His sister rang they had found this parcel amongst her 
things with his name on it. Open it, he said. She did and
laughed, it was a brick, an ordinary house brick... How did 
His mother knows he would choose the right present?

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