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date: Tuesday, October 11, 2005
time:2:59 PM
My Gift To You

I have sat here and pondered the many horizons
of the emotions that drift through my heart
and I recollect the tears, the laughter,
the heartache and the glory.
And I wonder how it was,
that I made the journey into today.

Then you stray into my thoughts,
and I recall how many times you have held my hand
and guided me through the darkness
and showed me the light.
Then I think of the laughter you gave to me,
the smiles you brought to my eyes,
and the warmth you poured into my heart.

For those many gifts you have offered me,
I feel compelled to give something in return.
But what gift is worthy of such a friend as you?
Only the finest delights are suitable
for such a friend as you.
But I am not wealthy in a monetary fashion,
and haven’t the means to give such a wondrous gift.

So I sit asking myself what I have to offer,
and just what gift is worthy.
So I give to you something special to me.
Not a material object to be looked at or used,
but rather a place where one can rest easy
and drift into serenity.

Close your eyes if you will and take your thoughts to a place
where light dances across clear blue lakes
and enchanting evergreens offer shelter
and blue skies bring the warmth of the sun.
Where a song is whispered to you from the doves high above,
and the scents of the flowers ease your mind.
Here in this special placeyou have wings to fly
and float on warm gentle breezes.
And you can see a vast array of colors burning
into the distance.
Here you are at one with the angels,
and you can be at peace in your heart.

For if you can see my special place,
it is yours to call home and you can always close your eyes
and return again.
So please take my humble offering,
and go there often, knowing that in my heart
I am with you in a place in my mind.

This is my gift for you,
as you are
my special friend.


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