The gift of giving is the gift one gets.
With feelings that should be expressed,
Left to keep everyday.
And not just Christmas.
Yet we anticipate Christmas coming,
With a doing to reminisce...
Family and friends remembered,
To miss with our best sentiments.
And as this day nears to share cheer and joy,
Everyone seems to feel inside...
The excitement that delights again,
Witnessed in the eyes of little girls and boys.
And as quick as it comes to go to end,
To welcome a new year that begins...
Christmas appears to be the reason,
We are reminded of why it is we give.
With it done to express blessings we get.
Yet...
Many of us forget,
Our blessings given.
And 'WHO' gave to us this gift.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem