Poetry

A Christmas Gift

By 23rd December 2012December 9th, 2019No Comments

Mine heart’s caressed by ways which thee possess
Administered unto in time of need
Unburdened mind, relieves me of much stress
Should e’er thou deem to plant another seed
In taking root, such love is bound to grow
When nurtured by life’s flow in chambers deep
Our world at large in truth doth surely know
By reaching out, within, it starts to creep
Beyond the bounds of loneliness and grief
I yearn once more to come into the light
As kissed by ray of Sun, enhances leaf
Sustained by thoughts of you throughout my plight
Come fill me with your warmth and innocence
Replete with Gold, some Myrrh and Frankincense

Richard Gildea

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