Poem: Gifts

William K | Patient | 02-15-2015

A poem by William Kenly, author of “The Dogs of Cancer”

Giving a gift,
Giving a thought,
Giving of myself,
Leaves me wholer.

The gift alone,
Is too small,
The thought wrapping
Is much more.

Gifts pay back,
To the giver,
Who will receive,
If they’re open.

When they’re things,
They are passing,
When they’re thoughts,
They are forever.

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