Tanichka 's Gifts

A sparkling thought you threw I caught safe now in my pocket When I get home when I'm alone I'll put it in my locket A keepsake lives and always gives more joy thru the years I need your thoughts the ones I've caught protect me from my tears Though rash and wild I'm still a child who swings out on a dream please give me one when you are done for mine has lost the gleam the gleam of youth of breathless truth that passioned life alive sits on the floor outside my door asleep tll you arrive