The Gift

A special gift was given to me
In the middle of a summer day.
I understood the meaning
And what it had to say.

The gift was planted and took hold,
And grew strong because of love.
It was given plenty of attention
From sunshine and rain above.

Cold winter came upon it.
I wondered if it would survive.
I felt helpless because I didn’t have
The power to keep it alive.

As spring came and snow melted.
The sunshine warmed the ground.
The snow gave in to new branches,
And new leaves grew all around.

Everything made sense to me
When I finally saw the hearts.
They appeared to be bleeding…
A picture of me falling apart!

But everything was not right
While I kept living there.
My heart bled too many times,
And I began not to care.

The scar tissue was building up.
The timer was out of sand.
One more situation occured.
That’s when I had to take a stand.

I knew I had to relocate
And plant new roots somewhere.
I gathered my things together
And pulled my roots from there.

Along with my major move,
I knew your gift had to go.
Again it had a special meaning
Because it too had to regrow.

It has a new home now,
And is very much alive.
It will live another winter,
As it gains strength to survive.

In the “summer” of my life,
You were a gift to me.
I will always need you-
Our friendship will forever be.

The Gift

Maria Dryfhout

Holland, United States

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