I am your gift
You can’t buy me from any supermarket aisle
By Daniel HooksPublished 5 months ago • 1 min read
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I am your gift
I am your gift.
Gifted to you
not in the greatest wrapping paper
but I am person you can savour
not aesthetically pleasing always to the eye
but to you I would never lie
I speak the truth
I can make you smile
all the while
you can’t buy me from any supermarket aisle
I am your gift
you can’t find me under a tree
I am too big
I am messy but no stig of the dump
I work hard for you walking in trainers my pumps
I am your gift
remember me when your having a bad day
I will come round and lighten your sadness as much as I can, ok?
for I am a friend the greatest gift of all
is when you and I rise and walk tall.
About the Creator
Daniel Hooks
A poet, activist and story teller who currently battles with a severe mental health problem.
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Comments (3)
Awww, this was just so wonderful! Anyone would be lucky to have you in their life!
Good one Daniel. Reading your fun poem was a mini gift in itself! 🎁 Thank you! 😁
Nice! Apt poem for the season of giving :)