The Gift

The Gift I give to you today ever so bold Kept bound tight forever There it does go Wrapped securely with paper of metallic gold Kept safe and sound from dangers untold Tied up with beautiful red ribbons and bows The Gift has been sitting high upon a shelf Kept There for so long just unto myself Not touched or groped and never for sell Kept a secret from those with cards undealt Collecting history and inches of dust unfelt The Gift has aged over a long period of time Kept There for someone deep in my mind Thinking that person impossibly elusive to find Kept guarded to all the turns and twists unkind Because it cannot be seen by those who are blind The Gift I give you has no ultimate price Kept in the dark and cold There sitting on ice So willing to be be in a space so cool and nice Kept hidden far away from knives that will slice And just unwrapping the package will not suffice The Gift once undone cannot be returned Kept protected from all fires that could burn Guard it dearly because now it's your turn Kept deep inside There is my heart you will learn Open The Gift because it is for you that it yearns Dedicated to Bruce Allen Williams this day August 1st 2010