The Gift
by Jennifer Butler
Monday, April 12, 2004
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One day,
the world
gave you a gift.
It was life.
You didn't know it
until you got much older
that you'd been given
this priceless gift.
One day,
you realized
that you were
given this wonderful gift,
but it was your job
to make it work
and you didn't know ~
you really didn't know
how to get the most out of it,
So you tried.
You tried this
and you tried that
and frustrated, you screamed at God
and all your relatives got mad at you
and said you were nuts
and still you tried
until finally
you figured it out...
It's by the day,
It's by the hour,
and every choice
is one toward love or hate
and don't waste ONE MINUTE
of this gift
on phony displays
to please a tyrant
NO!
It is a gift.
No, more ~
it is a fathomless, priceless treasure
and treasure even is not enough
to describe the value
of your life.
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| Reviewed by Robert Blackwell (Reader) |
4/12/2004 |
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| Excellent poem, and a very timely lesson (no pun intended). |
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| Reviewed by Sue Hess |
4/12/2004 |
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| very insightful. nice poem |
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| Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader) |
4/12/2004 |
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| Excellent work. |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Richerson |
4/12/2004 |
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| Wonderful sentiment, Jennifer. Good work! |
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