Hilda Greenhough Poet Rhyme

The Gift

I gave a gift, he took it, and then he set it aside.
Maybe it is too narrow, or maybe it is too wide.
The flu is going around, so maybe his voice is hoarse.
Maybe it needs a bow. Then he'd know it's a gift, of course.

Perhaps he doesn't like it. Then I'd give it to another.
I was hoping for a smile. He doesn't even bother.
If I had found a bow, I could attach it with some glue.
And if it looked real pretty, maybe he could say "Thank you".

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Valsa George December 15, 2024 at 5:41 AM It is disappointing that the gift we thoughtfully give to one is not appreciated. I can relate to your feelings, dear Hilda. Hilda Greenhough December 15, 2024 at 5:58 AM Thank you. It is based on a true incident.

Joseph May February 22, 2024 at 6:04 AM It's sad that some people don't appreciate gestures of kindness... Hilda Greenhough February 22, 2024 at 6:45 AM It happens more often today. Thank you for your comment.

Mrs. Yolanda Nicholsen December 29, 2023 at 6:24 PM Lovely write tender emotions throughout loved reading this one. Hilda Greenhough December 29, 2023 at 6:56 PM Thank you.

Cynthia Vipond October 28, 2023 at 11:56 PM Aww Hilda, this makes me sad (a little) even metaphorically. Best Cindy x Hilda Greenhough October 29, 2023 at 7:24 AM Thanks.

Daniel Turner September 30, 2023 at 8:11 AM Cliche but true, "It's the thought that counts". Some people just can't be pleased. I do like the rhyme, Hilda. Hilda Greenhough September 30, 2023 at 2:56 PM Thanks again.

Karen Jones September 28, 2023 at 2:38 PM Fun enjoyed the rhyme. Hilda Greenhough September 28, 2023 at 4:17 PM Thank you.