Thank You for the Gifts


Creation is dressed with treasures

Some hidden from my sight

When least expected,

Out peeps little gifts,

Offering to me,

Gifts that I cherish.

What wonders walk by my side

How would I survive

Without these treasures,

Those which come like a gentle mist.

If I had not seen Thee

Coming to me

Clothed in the friends

There beside me.
Thank you for the Gifts

They are my Fortune

So long as I keep remembering

That all is one in Thee.

Hélène Vaillant © Poems


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