Gift To The World

Describe it yourself.

What is...
What is my gift to the world?
I was put here for a reason.
Tis the season to find out
I am no longer a little girl. (nope)

 

What is...
What is my gift to the world?
I'll pay attention, put my fees in.
Whole toll has been paid for my route.
Get some sleep in, awake earl-y. (get ready)

 

What is..
What is my gift to the world?
Acclimate to change, baby ease in.
And it's cold out there no doubt.
welcome it, breath in deep, & unfurl.

You seem to be thinking way to hard
Chile the answer's in your heart
You may find your answer today
but you're ever changing
passion is your fashion-ooo
take your love and ration between your crafts
and dont let the draft steer you wrong.
dont stop to keep the wind from pushin you over
let it push you in the right direction.
Pearls dont stop rollin cuz the current is strong.
It allows it to guide it to where it belongs
further away from the oysters tongs...
I hope this song helps you find the long awaited answer
He-ey.

 What is? (what is, what is...whatis)
What is your gift to the world?
You were put here for a reason, pay attention, put your fees in. Acclimate to change baby ease in.
Tis the season to find out, whole toll has been paid for your route, and it's cold out there no doubt.
But youre no longer a little girl, Just get some sleep,  awake early, welcome it, breath deep & unfurl.
This valley is the oyster & yes girl you are the pearl.
Hurry hurl yourself from the grips, take trips, find yourself, give it a whirl.

What is?

 I am, I am.

What is your gift to the world?        

 

I am a gift to this world

And to help it how'll you begin?      

                               With my own healin,

then I'll move on and sprout. 

Everyone needs a way out.

 For them I will set scout and spout out to them when dehydration sets in. 

Then dance... and twirl around.

to the ends of this world.

Author's Note

Feel free to comment and/or critique. Your reviews would be greatly appreciated.

A song written this morning after being in deep thought with the question "What is my gift to the world?" in melody.

We all are precious gifts, how we present our presents is all determined by how use our presence. Not all gifts are tangible, so from one soul to another, touch your sister or brother (could be a stranger, we all are one body) mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. That's what counts most in the world we live in.

Merry Christmas all.