A Precious Gift Poem by Gail Grierson
A Precious Gift
My cellphone rings
We talk awhile
And share a joke or two;
It's not just laughter
That you bring
That makes me glad it's you.
You sing to me
And make me smile
On this I must agree;
But there is more
In what I feel
And what you mean to me.
The joy you bring
Is a wondrous thing,
I treasure knowing you;
The time I spend
With you, my friend,
Is a precious gift from you.
Gail, you have a wonderful way with words. sharing time is a precious gift from all parties involved. Beautifully done! ! Brian
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4/18/2024 6:34:37 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love poetry that has rythm and rhyme to it, this is very well done!