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A Precious Gift

A little girl came wandering out
She was dressed up to the nines
Like a mung bean munching hippy
But her father claimed she was divine.

She glowed and preened, with a smile of joy
In her clothes of different hues
With a little gleam of confidence
Dealt from Dads’ loves expressive views.

There’s many people living now
That have seen or been that child
New endeavours can bring infancy
Given growth when someone’s smiled.

Encouragement is a precious gift
Helping recipients conquer fear
Motivation aids improvement
Because purpose lives when someone cares.

Remember hugs don’t always come from arms
Warm words they can embrace
Our choice is that we use them right
There’s reward from a fabulous smiling face.

Copyright © Mark Woods | Year Posted 2016

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CayCay Jennings Date: 1/10/2016 10:28:00 AM I am rewarding you right now with a fabulous smile upon my face. This poem is perfect for exploring and explaining the content, from line to line a truth is clearly and poetically spelled out. I love it .... 7 ... Fav ... CayCay (Yes, I remembered to click that pesky 7 before validating - I am improving) Login to Reply CayCay Jennings Date: 1/18/2016 3:52:00 PM Aw, thanks, Woodsy! Mark Woods Date: 1/10/2016 11:16:00 PM Thank you. As one of the Queens of Poetry Soup, I truly think you live the mantra of this poem every day you visit here. People like yourself, S1, Nette, Jan, Olive and so so many more have guaranteed the poetry keeps flowing here. : )

White Sage Date: 1/10/2016 6:29:00 AM clever write Mark, encouragement and motivation are really a gift Login to Reply Mark Woods Date: 1/10/2016 11:34:00 PM Why thank you White Sage, and indeed they are a gift. I know some people will rise from rejection but many more will stand from encouragement.

Kp Nunez Date: 1/10/2016 1:51:00 AM I agree! Not just for children, but all of us. Am a living example of this...This rings with such positivity, Mark. Best! :-) Login to Reply Mark Woods Date: 1/10/2016 2:15:00 AM I read a comment recently that said people were guilty of praising averageness, I personally don't see that as a guilt but as positive trait when used for the right reasons. Thats what triggered the muse. Sometimes I am still a child, (not because I am a man lol) but we all explore something new sometimes which is like being a kid again. : )

Dalia Shahein Date: 1/9/2016 6:49:00 PM Lovely poem my dear , full of wisdom and beautiful imagery , great write, hugs / / :) dalia Login to Reply Mark Woods Date: 1/9/2016 7:20:00 PM Thank you Dalia, I'm not overly confident that I have wisdom I just see things in a different light some days. : )

Lindsay Laurie Date: 1/9/2016 6:25:00 PM G'day Mark ... could never have said it better myself Mark. Wise words indeed - Lindsay Login to Reply Mark Woods Date: 1/9/2016 6:35:00 PM I know of a wonderful story about a budding builder in the 60's in Christchurch. He was about to throw in the towel when he received some warm advice and a helping hand. He went on to become one of the biggest building companies in the province.

Jan Allison Date: 1/9/2016 6:12:00 PM Such wise words and wonderful imagery Mark - I love the line about the mung bean munching hippy and the final stanza us oh so true:-) hugs Jan xx Login to Reply Mark Woods Date: 1/9/2016 6:23:00 PM lol I just had that final stanza ringing in my ears as I tried some of my 11 year olds baking. Little steps, little steps she has to start somewhere!