THE GIFT

I have so little to give my dear 

So little of gold and silver  

But I can give you a gift, my dear 

That cannot be bought or sold. 

 It is warm as a blanket for a child 

And, sweet as nectar of a bee 

It is as fragrant as the flower in garden. 

The only gift I can give you is 

My smile when we meet 

My tears to comfort you in pain 

My hand to hold in your joy and sorrows.

Reviews

[Kamari's]

Very tender and sad yet so moving

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Nice thoughts on giving and promises to another.
Sweet and tender with your heart inside it.

[katja]

such a tender sentiment, beautifully written, my friend...
... thank you for sharing
~katja

[Saddam]

Thank you so much dear friend.

[Lyndy]

Nice one! Creative and colourful! ;)

[Saddam]

Thank you so much dear friend.

[Tiana]

The gifts you showered your love with is by far, worth more than any gold and silver combined ... Loved the presentation and the wonderful colors on your wonderfully written poem, SSADD :)

[Saddam]

Thanks a lot dear friend.

[Prashant Pandey]

simple, adorable and beautiful.

[Saddam]

Thanks buddy...........

[rashu]

beautiful and the formatting adds a special effect just i feel "It is as fragrant as the flower in garden." this line need some editing it's not grammatically correct ..
rest all is good ..
keep writing

[Saddam]

Thanks a lot dear for pointing out. Surely I'll check....

[child of God]

Beautiful. Poam I like the way you formatted it

[Jennesis]

And those gifts are completely priceless, the best kind. The giving of one's self.

[Roshan Nair]

There's a simple yet powerful message in this poem, there's no other gifts of equal worth when it boils down to the important things in life.
Great work

[Saddam]

Thanks a lot dear friend.