Poem2021-02-28T08:31:17+00:00

Gifts......

By: Heath Allan Taylor

There are things that money cannot buy
Gifts that develop over time
Nine pieces hiding in my soul
Crying for release

LOVE is like a waterfall, pouring over me
JOY, like the warmth of the sun in spring
PEACE, like a river flowing on, bringing sweet release

There are things that money cannot buy
Gifts that develop over time
Nine pieces hiding in my soul
Crying for release

PATIENCE, just to watch you grow
KINDNESS, that you so deserve
GOODNESS that you pull from me and I gladly show

There are things that money cannot buy
Gifts that develop over time
Nine pieces hiding in my soul
Crying for release

GENTLENESS, for your fragile heart
FAITHFULNESS, to you alone
SELF-CONTROL, to be content as you lead me from the start

There are things that money cannot buy
Gifts that develop over time
Nine pieces hiding in my soul
Crying for release