My Gift to You

My Gift to You

 

I’ve searched and shopped

Thought and stopped

At every window display

Oh, the nights and days

Combed the aisles

They went on for miles

Searching and peering

Hope disappearing

Dizziness blinding

My watch keeps reminding

There’s no one to help me

My basket still empty

 

As the lights go to dark

And I walk through a park

Snow on my tongue

Cold air fills my lungs

My childhood returns

And the full moon confirms

It’s the thought, not the gift

How completely I missed

The material world

My reality blurred

It’s not about spending

But all about spreading

 

It’s love, that’s the gift

But not like a kiss

It’s a hand to help others

They’re my sisters and brothers

Pulling up when they’re down

Coaxing smiles from a frown

Checking in on a neighbor

Helping out with a favor

Words of peace and of joy

Even those who destroy

Pay it forward, they say

But don’t make a display

 

My gift doesn’t end

Like the holiday trends

I’m bubbling with happiness

Troubles behind us

My heart growing bigger

Since I looked in the mirror

A gentle reminder

We can always be kinder

If we each do our part

We can open each heart

Stay grounded to earth

And finally, see our true worth

Additional Reading

R.J. Schwartz is published poet and website owner, his catalogue of works on The Creative Exiles Website and on HubPages

Ralph also manages and owns, The Gypsy Thread , a website focused on pagan history, the unexplained, magic, witchcraft, pagan rituals, full moon healing ceremonies, and the haunted.

 

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all. I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed. I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another. I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me. I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

2 thoughts on “My Gift to You

  • December 17, 2022 at 5:38 PM
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    Beautifully expressive and a pleasure to read. Sending love and best wishes to you and yours, Ralph, for a joyful holiday season.

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  • December 19, 2022 at 5:48 AM
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    What a wonderful poem with a message everyone needs to hear. Have a wonderful Christmas, Ralph.

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