"A Gift to Take"

The soul of a poet that speaks to my own
Far reaching visions away from my home
It sees into feelings of sorrow or love
Sweet tears caressing the cheek of a dove
The soul of a poet is the choice I would make
If given the chance of a gift I could take

The eyes of a painter see life as a scene
Palette and brushes creation dream
The world is a wonder of colors and hues
A soft curving chin or a wild ocean view
The eyes of a painter is the choice I would make
If given the chance of a gift I could take

The hand of a writer the story of life
Begin and ending in glory or strife
Tales of far lands or people unseen
Bring to life of things that never been
The hand of a writer is the choice I would make
If given the chance of a gift I could take

The voice of an angel singing Gods praise
Looking to heaven the hearts it would raise
So sweet and clear songs rising above
Bring joy to the soul and fill it with love
The voice of an angel is the choice I would make
If given the chance of a gift I could take

All of these things have been given I see
By all the people who lived here before me
The poets and painters that speak to my heart
The writers and angels who gave me a start
The gift I was given the life I will live
The choice is now mine of the gift I will give




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