Not forgetting the sun exists when it’s pouring rain
Remembering to strive to see the person, through the pain
Living long enough to realize it’s all been a choice
Letting go of a need to have my life be evaluated by the reach of my voice
Is there truly any gift that’s really ours to give away?
We’re equally receiver and giver, in our own special way
If there is a gift, it’s knowing the gratitude in realizing
Reality only exists because yours makes mine available for sizing
Thanks For Stopping By
This poem is in response to this week’s prompt ”The Gift You Share!” from Singledust’s Writing Challenge at Go Dog Go Cafe. It is open to all who can write a poem or a story under 100 words based on how you can make someone happy with your gift. Follow this link to know more. Let us spread joy guys!
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