If I gave you a day
A day filled not with dismay
For dismay will make your day Grey
I wish not Grey for that day
If I gave you a tree
Blessed with love-fruits of glee
And if you let me, let me, let me
I may wrap those fruits in me
If I gave you a gift
Filled with a love that will not shift
Filled with the spirit of grace that will lift
Lift the gift wrapper of happiness
Nice and fair, yet swift
I am that day
my arms is the tree
and my love is the gift
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem