My 'Gift' Poem by Brady Morrison

My 'Gift'



Everyone has a gift weither we know it or not.
Its what sets us apart from everyone else.
We all eventually will learn our gift, some sooner than others.

My gift is something that a lot of people wish they could have.
It comes to me in my dreams,
some haunt,
some scare,
others make no sence.

Its how I choose to handle these dreams that sets me apart,
because my dreams... come true.

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