| "The True Gift" |
| Life is a complicated business, People strive to gain what they want, To be what they want, and yes... To be what they think another would want. It seldom works that way in life. What one sees at first is an illusion. It may be one striving for perfection, But beneath the facade are flaws and frailties. Only when two people have known one another, Then, and only then, do you see beyond what seems perfect. And if you find you can be happy with each other, It's at that time, that perhaps you can be as one. Loving someone requires that journey, Never rush what could be special and lasting. Try not to get frustrated by the quirks in life. Fight for the understanding of one another's shortcomings. For none of us are perfect, not one. We all have a past, and demons to slay. And it is up to the one you love, To accept and show tolerance. Love is the unconditional caring for another, No matter what they are, or do, or say. Love is patience and forgiveness. A jewel to be given, not stolen or taken. And if someone honours you with this, Take hold...treasure it, and nurture it. Never squander one of life's true wonders, For in the end, LOVE is the only true gift. And I found that gift in you... Charlotte |
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