a gift

Each day I say “thank you” when I arise
cause I’ve been given a special gift.
It has no price tag that money can buy,
my mind and soul it causes to lift.

My appreciation enormous,
for this gift that I have,
each day it means more and more.

In praying I acknowledge
and talk of my gratitude,
my spirit it causes to soar.

Where should I put this treasure of mine,
a draw, a box or safe bound in ties?
It’s not something to spend, save or invest
no form, no shape or size.

I do not deserve, or past any test
for what’s been given to me.
This gift is something I cherish with all of my heart,
my journey much easier to see.

Your love, my dear baby doll, is this gift
coming into my life so sweetly.
You give it to me effortlessly,
easing my troubles completely.

Who is richer than me,
this gift is unique.
I hold and care for this prize of mine.

The timing exquisite,
bound by its mystique.
Though human it’s mostly divine.

Copyright © 2007 Ronald J. Edwards