![]() GIFTA Poem by Zephyr![]() Morning Gift![]() Warm
rays bathed her Welcoming
her happily With
a gift so necessary Wrapped
with glistening bows.
A
smile adorned her face As
she sighted the gift And
her heart pounded As
her fingers made way.
Slowly
she pierced into the world Secretive
and protected Serene
and mystifying Secured
inside coloured wrappers.
Wrapped
inside wrappers Was
a ‘watch’ Flamboyant
with designs & Filled
with ‘Time’.
‘Time
runs forward Taking
you along or Trailing
you behind Through
your decisions’
Thus
read the gilded wordings Alongside
the morning Gift. © 2017 ZephyrAuthor's Note
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