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 © | Year Posted 2007

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Dvorkis Avatar
January 5, 2009 at 7:40 PM
You'd be surprised how many treasures are waiting to be dug up. Technically it's the one treasure you speak of but it's never limited to only one person. I'm sure you knew that already though. Thanks for writing.
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