'The Gift' by Karen

"The Gift"

All the good things that I imagine
Come rushing in, in endless fashion.
Angels appear in constant motion,
As if to carry this magic potion.
Around my Christmas tree so bright,
In sight a smile that lights the night.
You're like the shining star I see
The gift of the best poetry.
But when I glance at the peaceful dove,
I remember our "Soldier of Love."
'Twas now I saw the human heart,
Will never separate or grow apart.
And in this winter season's story
You never sought the poet's glory.
Only to make a difference it seems
Would be the solace of your dreams.
And here for me in accustomed place,
A pictured image of your face.
No other wealth or keepsake treasure
Could give back this life of measure.
And when our children gather 'round
To hear your sweet tell-tale sound,
They'll pass on down your Christmas wish,
To keep all year in heartfelt bliss.
Yes, dear Michael, you were right in believing,
We earn far more in giving than receiving.

I miss you Michael
Love, Karen

12-7-10

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