Monday Poem: No Gift To Bring

No Gift to Bring

I have no gift to bring,
this morning all I have
is a new day waiting hidden
behind curtains I can open

for you, to show you the day
spread out and waiting
for you to walk out into it.
I can take you by the hand

and lead you down the stairs
away from your warm dreams
left wrapped up in the sheets,
out into this cool morning

where the bright springtime sun
can light up your day and take you
barefoot across dew-damp grass
and out into the rest of your day.

Published by David Hadley

A Bloke. Occasionally points at ducks.

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