gifts

it's odd
it's strange
it's one of a kind
it's yours
it's fun
it's stuck in your mind
it will never break
unless you try
when it fills you
i sware you'll fly
what in the world could this odd subject be
oh by the way
it is something you can't see
now your confused you don't understand
but it is the best in all the land
it's a gift from the heavens above
to you i give on Christmas day every ounce of my love.

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4 comments so far.

1. 4 SUGAR BEAR says:

   Funny, before I read the last line, I was guessing in my head, the many gifts it could be, and there it was...
   LOVE... My first guess was,picking out in the sky
   Cloud shapes, and then my guess, which was sort of the overall guess to begin with, IMAGINATION... and truly,
   LOVE and IMAGINATION can create something amazing-hee hee, like puppy clouds...NICE PIECE... ~PEACE OUT

2. Jake LeClair says:

   That poem sounds like your talking about POT. love Jake

3. the lover says:

   gee thx jake

4. Abbie says:

   i thought that is was really funny and while i was reading i was guessing..... :P