The Gift

If I could send to you a gift 
I wonder just what it should be 
As it would have to be something 
So that you knew it was from me 

If I could fly off into space 
I would return to you the stars 
From way beyond the planets 
Of both Jupiter and Mars 

If I could swim just like the fish 
Way down deep to the ocean bed 
I would bring you back lost treasure 
And place a crown upon your head 

But sadly I’m no angel 
And have no wings with which to fly 
Nor can I swim that deeply 
As without gills I’d surely die 

So may I offer you this poem 
Sharing things I’d love to send 
As a sign of what you mean to me 
For you’re my very special friend

Copyright: authorchrisbrown 


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