You say you have no talent,
No ability to sing.
Nor can you play piano,
You often miss the keys.
Artistic paintings-----never!
The brush falls from your hand.
Nor could you ever meet,
Basketball demands.
There are special gifts within you,
That you may not perceive.
Do you bring smiles to faces,
That may have suffered grief?
And what about the phone calls,
Just to say hello?
“I was thinking of you,
And I wanted you to know.”
I saw your gentle touch,
When a child tripped and fell.
You were there in an instant,
To make all things well.
I
remember also,
The cards you’ve sent to me.
Filled with much encouragement,
So I hope that you will see…
You are so very special,
You’re one of a kind.
Your gifts of compassion,
Don’t leave you behind.
Artistic abilities…
May some day come to pass,
But the gifts that you were given,
Forever, they will last.
