the gift
The gift came on paper
the gift came in words
words that wrote a song
in your ear.
The gift was sweet
the gift was loving
enclosing you in a
soft warm light
the gift,
was a poem.
Poetry by montana
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Written on 2011-08-19 at 17:56
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