Across the world <br />Among the young and the old <br />There is a custom untold <br />Which you will know as the story unfolds <br />A custom of giving gifts to loved ones <br />Even if they are down to the last ones <br />Last of the pennies left <br />To prevent them from thinking of the things bereft. <br />They are the Magi <br />They are the ones between you and I <br />Who give gifts with love and care <br />Even without a penny to spare <br />The gift may be negligible <br />But through it shines their love inexplicable <br />Some may sell their priced possessions <br />Just to bring smiles and contended expressions <br />To the hearts of their dear ones <br />Who might forget the gift once <br />And forget the sacrifice <br />Which may never be suffice <br />But still they continue to bring smiles <br />Though they know they have come and will have to go on for miles. <br />They are the ones chosen by God <br />To shower gifts of love among the healthy, wealthy and odd. <br />They are the Magi <br />They are people among you and I…..<br /><br />chandreyee chatterjee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-gift-of-the-magi/
