My Gift for You. <br /> <br />My gift for you is not black nor is it or blue. <br />It's not tall or thin, - but comes from within. <br />I wish you every poem as a white dove <br />totally saturated with God's purest love. <br /> <br />Poetry is very special to me, <br />like the sand meeting the sea, <br />and as the birds and the bees <br />yes, the flowers and the trees. <br /> <br />Poetry is like you and me, and the love <br />that we know - comes from God above. <br />Poetry is as a rose in bloom - <br />and it's sweet fragrant perfume. <br /> <br />Poetry is a playful kitten <br />or a young lad – smitten. <br />Sunshine in May <br />is a poem, I'd say. <br /> <br />Poetry is the world we live within- <br />the goodness – and maybe the sin. <br />Certainly, it is in every land, <br />and is a part of God's plan. <br /> <br />Poetry is many a beautiful friend <br />who remains always - to the end. <br />A friend to confide in <br />through thick and thin. <br /> <br />Special friends are the true gift <br />with those, we are without rift. <br />So thank God above <br />for poetry - with love. <br /> <br />Colleen Wright. © 24.07.2006<br /><br />Colleen Wright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-gift-to-you-4/
