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THE GIFT



THE GIFT
By Seth on 07/12/2012
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A Gift sent from a stranger
A stranger I did not know;
I had heard His name before,
But, in passing, let it go.

I did not think it was a gift,
But rather a heavy burden;
She said that it was nothing Id want,
Of this I was fairly certain.

I thought that it was something bad,
Something more than I could bear;
No one mentioned that it was precious,
It was as if they didnt care.

I sent The Gift back to the stranger,
Where it came from up above;
If only I had met him sooner,
I would have seen that it was made in love.

Instead I acted like it was nothing,
I quickly sent it back!
She told me that I did right,
But left out one important fact.

The Gift was made by a stranger,
God was his heavenly name;
I selfishly refused His Gift,
Yet he loved me just the same.


He had created that precious gift,
Made by hand for my surprise;
And yet I didnt even want it,
My life was based on lies.

When I found out what The Gift contained,
And realized what Id thrown away
I believed that I would always suffer,
And be punished every day.

I begged for his forgiveness,
I prayed and felt his love;
I wondered if The Spirit
Was watching from above.

I later learned The Gift remained,
Upon this Earthly Plain;
I could not believe what I had seen,
I thought Id gone insane!

The Gift stood right in front of me,
All innocent and sweet;
She looked just like her mother,
That I had left out on the street.

She also looked just like me,
My Mom and Sisters too;
The only thing that I could think
Was, Lord what did I do!

For God revealed his Gift to me,
Whose eyes were big and bright;
I wanted to run right to her,
And squeeze her very tight.

Thats when her Mother noticed me,
We were locked there in a stare
I wanted to apologize,
But no words found me there!

The gift sent from a stranger, was
A stranger I longed to know;
I heard them call her by her name
Before they turned to go.

I wanted to tell her Daddy Loves You
But I knew this was a lie
Ive been no Father to her,
Now Im just some random guy.

If I could help one person realize
That their gift contains such love
And that the life inside that gift,
Came from God above

It would be in honor of The Gift
Who was abandoned for a lie
If it would give a family to a child
Whose Father was too afraid to try.



By Seth On 7/12/2012 5:23:33 PM
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