To be born poor
Can be a blessing
For what you get
Is what you get
Born naked
Not wanted
Though oozing with life
Born with a smile
A heart so strong
No possessions
Yet
The Gift Of Life
A gift to grow
To share
To connect
A gift
For any, willing to accept
Working hard
For the money
Poor no longer
Growing
Giving
Sprouting seeds
But the tables turn
The cutlery
The napkins
The dinner set is gone
All gone
The once scraps
Now flavoursome leftovers
No more heating
Though blanket & socks
The Gift Of Life
Is not your possessions
The Gift of Life
Is what your heart possesses
Just
What you want to Give
For
Materials
Will Not....
Satisfy your heart
For
Life truly is a Gift
Appreciate each moment
The natural beauty
The hope
That we are all here
To help one another
Copyright Reserved June 12th 2015
Lyn Paul
Life, indeed such a gift. If in adversity, we still can see the skies, the trees and give love, our sadness will not stay too long. Lovely poem with a great message.
Though one may not have material possessions, if one has a smile always to lit his face and a heart strong enough to withstand all shocks, life is a blessing and a joy! Very inspirational, Lyn!
Life is the greatest gift. We feel this gift and we thank God. Greatest gift is motivated by life and we thank God ever. Life is precious too. This poem is excellently penned with broader theme...10
It's in adversities that we grow, not in the easy rich life when we have everything that we want.
So true! Gift of life is not our possession. It is a blessing to be cherished and to help others to have that blessing. Very inspirational poem that comes from a heart who really believes in what it writes. Thanks for sharing Lyn.
Born with a smile! To save the world with love. Thanks for sharing.
The gift of life heart wants is giving the best one can for the world to share and live all as one family in one world! Your gift of life is enjoyable to experience in the world!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is definitely a gift to be treasured and appreciated, especially because it's so temporary. Nothing else can compare with our life within, it can never be bought or sold, it belongs only to the individual who was born with it! A really fantastic poem with a great and inspiring message! Thank you for sharing it, RoseAnn