The Gift
My life will never be the same again
I tried to hide my feelings
Even to the point of denying they existed
Why did I chose to cover up
the most precious gift
one human being can give another
NO MORE
I will love you now and until the day I die
I will never hide the gift you have given me
Never again
What was I thinking
How could I bury such a priceless treasure
A treasure needs to be treated with respect and tenderness
I cast it aside
I was hurt, angry
Choosing to believe the lies
But, now, I know the truth
I found the gift you gave me
I dug it up, cleaned it off, polished it
Even though it looks like new
There are scratches that will always remain
as a reminder to never neglect the precious gift
I'm sorry that I hurt you and sorry that I nearly destroyed the beautiful gift
Never can it be buried again
It must be handled gently
Held close to my heart, caressed
Treasured forever
Your love is priceless
A gift I almost threw away
Thank you for giving me the most precious gift in the world
Copyright © Elizabeth Schlicht | Year Posted 2007
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