Nothing Special Poem by Patrick Dennis
Nothing Special
He, over there, has a special gift
which, they say, defines him.
She here tells me she is nothing special.
Your special gift, I tell her, is to take in the mystery of life
and transform all gifts into beauty and wonder.
You, I say to her,
are the purpose and repository of that man's gifts;
and without you his gifts will starve
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