The Gift of Love

M. Fennell

 

‘Tis the time to leave the world so cold
And build our fires within
I know just how it should feel
But not how to begin

Searching my stores for the perfect words
Thoughts I wish to express
Wrapping it with such love and care
I deliver it with tenderness

You may already know what’s inside
Only the packaging may be new
Just as the ribbon is a tie that binds
So is the gift between me and you