Your Gift
Written by Semper Fi Reborn
I'm sorry,
But I ddn't have time to wrap it,
Or pack it,
Adorn it with a bow to make it classic,
But unlike plastic,
These words biodegrade.
Yet long after I'm gone,
The message will not fade.
The song will serenade,
The ears of those that love it's message.
Like a gift given in grace.
Who will protest it?
I'm aware we may be strangers,
Seperated by this screen.
Yet in this high tech realm of secrecy,
Must I wax mean?
No, I say.
Mean is not of my forte.
But considerate whiffs of peace,
Are the gifts that I display.
Having said that,
Will you ponder what I do to cause such riffs?
Nevermind now,
I'd rather you accept this as my gift.
2007-12-28
10:17:53
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