The gift of you
is priceless.
So priceless
I'm spared
ever trying to repay
or thank you.
I just
could never
do you
justice.
Yet you
freely
give yourself
away
as if
whatever it is
you have in your heart
is boundless
and no more needs
a thank you
than do
the sea's
neverending
waves
as they wash
the shore.
(2/26/11)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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