No need for
Christmas, or any yearly birthday,
Presents, gifts &
surprises, given every & any day,
Is it not the
holiest gift, of every breath we take?
Dawn ribbon wrapped, with every morn we wake.
The sun warming
our cheeks & rain upon our skin,
With gifts like
these, we can´t lose, we can only win,
Those presents of posies,
petals & soft rosy blooms,
Aren’t we so lucky
to see sun, stars & milky moon?
What about surprises?
Like the arrival of the storm,
And upon this earth,
there are beasts of fur & horn,
In the sky birds fly
& there are leaves upon the trees,
And what about cold
winds & whispers of the breeze?
The smile from a stranger
& the giggling of the streams,
Presents, gifts, surprises,
all ours, not just in our dreams,
Please just undo the
wrappings & all these gifts are yours,
Opening up your heart
& eyes, you´ll be opening all the doors.
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