The Gift of Self

THE GIFT
OF SELF

The gift of self,
So much better,
Than one wrapped
In pretty paper and bows.

Perhaps I looked
Sad or worried
Walking with
Downcast steps.
You reached out
With your smile
And said hello.
Your eyes said,
"May I help you?"

You shared
Your pain
With me.
Now, as one,
We've become
Friends.
Tomorrow I
May be
Giving the
Gift of self
To you.

— Deanne F. Purcell

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