The Gift Poem by VINCENT OYET
The Gift
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Before a flower falls to the ground,
it is admired, inhaled, and passed from hand to hand.
It spends its whole life being a gift.
That's what we humans are.
Sunday, May 24, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: flower
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Every life under the sun is valued
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Truest thing we must all acknowledge