Gifts Poem by Paul Hansford

Gifts

Rating: 3.2


I gave you violets;
you gave me your smile.

I gave you elderflower wine;
you gave me wild strawberries.

I gave you a small brown bird
that hid in the shadows;
you gave me the nightingale
singing to the summer midnight.

I gave you my need;
you gave me your warmth
and almost-tears
and rainbows.

I gave you poems;
you gave me inspiration.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patricia Gale 02 May 2008

Beautiful..... Splendid piece. Love the stanza w/ the nightingale

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David Taylor 23 May 2008

You gave me a comment, I gave you 8!

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Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 24 December 2008

LOVELY... THE GIFTS YOU AND THE OTHER SHARED-

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Susan Jarvis 29 September 2009

This is such a unique and beautiful love poem that each tangible images gives greater weight to the claim of the final two lines. I love it! S :)

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Catrina Heart 12 July 2009

wow a sweet vivid written opus........Thanks a ton! ! !

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This fine poem is romantically and creatively crafted. I think the nightingale gives the poem a special touch and I felt the tender magic of the imagery. Karin Anderson

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Eyan Desir 30 June 2009

Very sweet Paul I hope she likes your poems

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Katherine Sessor 12 January 2009

A lovely poem! it gives me a warm feeling when i read it. I loved it! Kat ^-^

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