The Gift Poem by Juliet Languedoc

The Gift



What is the gift?


Take some time to find the gift it's fine
try andobtain the time
to help you find the gift and keep in
mind it's not a dime.

No more clue the gift is true
there is no due and it for more than
a few the gift is true.


You still don't know what's the
gift it took no time to
shiff, take note the gift
doesn't work with the rift.

This is enough! it was not tough! - Life is the gift only God can give so treat it with care it's very dear of which God alone can repair. Life!

Sunday, June 28, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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