A Gift Poem by Olivia Anne

Who is that I'm looking at
Whose smile is hidden beneath all the stress
Whose tears are hidden beneath the innocent face
Where not a single bad thing could possibly be traced

It’s me

Staring out that window
Waiting for the better tomorrow
Hoping some day someone will come
And say there is a reason to live
And a reason to speak freely

Still waiting
Hoping that it won’t be fading
That you will come
And say are you okay
Freely spoken You will listen to me

So when this day comes
And when my hope starts to grow
And strength starts to show
I will thank you
Thank you for the gift you have given me

A gift so powerful
Beyond anything is what I need

A gift of friendship