Nothing In Return Poem by Nyki Thomas

A time, a season,
A moment, a reason,
An instant, a motive,
All in all an action.

But one must wonder why,
This comes in short supply?
Why has giving turned into getting,
Why is giving on standby?

Upon this day, I give to you,
In beauty it is true.
A gift of friendship
One of love and virtue.

I’m here to help thee,
Even for just one moment.
I expect nothing
Nothing in return.

Except that you let me,
Give you these few things.
A life of memories,
Of laughter and of beauty.

written for Bryan.... December 26,2007