Gifts Poem by Christina Simmons

Sitting here alone by myself - allowing me to daydream
Could I be somewhere else? Can a lesson be learnt

Deserted from a mate
March made in heaven...Quietly I listen to the rain
Falling outside - hitting the ground
Dropping like crystals ON the rooftop

Sounding like tear drops coming from above -
I think angels/goddesses cry too
It's calming...soothing to my ears - My physical self
Making me all so relax inside: nourishment for my soul

I consider I don't need Anyone here At this moment in time
A companion....Giving me laughter...Joy
Human company I can honour - Feeling humorous
Worthy of sentiment and praise

Truly bless to have such gifts
Cherishing not condemning companionship
They're gifts from God! The universe!