A Gift From Me To You Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

I have no ribbons,
no glittering paper,
no perfect bow to tie it all together.

What I give is quiet,
a moment folded in my hands,
a thought shaped by warmth.

It is the way I listen,
the way I remember
the little things you never say twice.

It is the space I leave for you to be,
without question,
without weight.

No price, no occasion-
just this:
a piece of me,
given freely,
held gently in your open palms.