The Gift...
An angel travels far from distant lands,
Carrying gifts with outstreched hands.
Through lifes storms she makes her way,
With plans to bring about a far better day...
To each she has gifted a different prize,
That shall surely peer through the shroud of lies.
We must end horror and suffering against one another,
No more pain to a child, no more grief to a mother...
Compassion and understanding we should all embrace,
For only then can we make a truly happy place.
Even though I knew what my angel had in store,
The gift I receive has shaken me to the core...
My hands tremble, my soul engulfed in emotional fires,
Affraid I might not have the strength that this gift requires.
What have I done to deserve this gift from above?
For nothing carries more pain than the gift of love...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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