A Sweet Present

You are the present and I ask for your presence
You have already been wrapped
Beautifully wrapped in
The skin you’re in
No price to be paid
This beauty…. no man can afford

It would be disrespect to offer
Any amount of money
So I call out to you with mercy
Hoping with grace
You bless me with your presence

Oh it’s Christmas
I don’t want a gift
I want your presence
Your smile,
The sound of your laughter
Oh sweet Joy it brings

40 thoughts on “A Sweet Present

Leave a comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.