Thursday, February 26, 2015

A Precious Gift

To poor to give a present,
Oh no, I say, not I;
I gathered up the sunrise,
To put sparkle in your eyes.

To you I give the Springtime,
And flowers in their bloom;
To fill your heart with warmth,
On a wispy afternoon.

To you I give the smiles,
On all our children's faces;
To carry in your heart;
Like many soft embraces.

I give to you a stream,
And basking in the sun;
A campfire in the pines,
To share when day is done.

A gift of summer sunshine,
To melt the chills of age;
A hand to hold in evenings,
 And love written on life's pages.

If I were rich as Kings,
I could not give you more;
Then children, love, companionship,
A present not so poor!


  1. You are an amazing writer! Thank you for sharing :)

    1. Thank you for taking the time to read and leave a comment. I have been writing since age 14 and am finally using social media to share at age 65. Who know my ramblings would be read by almost 200,000 people. I have my songs up on Reverbnation under the artist name Nana Lynn, if you are interested.

      I hope to have all my stuff online one day but I work around my other passion which is landscaping.

      Thanks for stopping by.