Thursday, October 4, 2012

The Gift


I am thankful that I was young
When my eyes first beheld you
Coz that made me see the man
With innocence of being, what
I was
I saw you, liked you, admired
You for very different reasons
Than what would have, if then 
Was now
I did not know what life meant
But knew that it brings in gifts
Some to do away and some to
Cherish
And still some to cherish within
And let them go their ways till
They find time to come back to
You
You have been of such a kind 
I am thankful that I was young
When my eyes first beheld you

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6 comments:

Dorothi said...

loved the poem and your new blog avtar!!

Blonde Jokes said...

how romantic blog is this , Thanks so much for enjoying me a lot

Bubblyemotions said...

Thanks Dorothi...Tried pleasing you this time haha....with a positive one!

Bubblyemotions said...

@Blonde Jokes thanks for liking

Anonymous said...

hi
beautiful piece of poem...

Bubblyemotions said...

Thanks for liking!

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