Thought.....

I cannot give you great success or skies of cloudless blue Nor can I give the riches So well deserved by you.

I cannot give you beauty or starlit summer nights Nor can I give the rapture of dawn's fliirtatious flight

I cannot give you sunsets that flame, then blush, then die Nor can I give the softness of an angel's quiet sigh.

I cannot give you rareness of heaven and earth, 'tis true I only have this meager gift- my poetry for you.

And while it's not a glorious gift nor yet, a famous work of art It's written by a loving friend and written from her heart.