Gift Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Gift

Rating: 5.0


And so it is
Gift wrapped
And awaiting
The impossible
The improbable
Over-night air
Flight of 'Hope'
So wanting
To be unwrapped
Gift paper
Still in tack
And the ribbon
Too
Saved and
Put away
'Til
That 'maybe'
Fateful day
When all that's
Been penned
Can be opened
And then
Surrendered
And left to grow
Weaving itself
Ever carefully
Into a lover's
Forever bow

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