' Anticipation - Poem by Linda Ori
I hold within my trembling hand
So rare, so contraband -
I dare not take it lightly, 'though
To think it came from you;
How should I take the wrapping off
With slow and careful hand,
Or quickly rip the wrap to shreds -
I simply cannot wait
To peel the layers one by one...........
The colors please my eye,
And I just simply can't believe
My luck -
You gave this gift to me!
So precious and so wonderful,
I am a lucky girl
To think that you would trust me with
This key -
This key that might unlock
The mystery of all you are -
The soul you so protect,
You humble, and you honor me
Can't wait to turn the key!
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