A Gift

Tissue paper in neat folds ,

ornately tied with perfect bows 

around a golden papered box;

excitement builds,

its promise mocks.

I wonder what’s inside that box,

my fingers twitch on ribboned locks;

I tease the corner, 

ease the tape;

untie the knots,

unleash the cape

that’s binding what is hidden there;

anticipation and a share 

of wonderment, excitement, chance;

to peel back, secretly to glance

and peek within the treasures glove;

then open what’s been wrapped in love.

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10 thoughts on “A Gift

  1. Oh, the anticipation builds wonderfully! I’m also in awe of the rhyming. I don’t generally rhyme, it always sounds contrived when I do. This is amazing!! Thank you so much for sharing with #ThePrompt x

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  2. This builds so beautifully and your poetry is perfection. I absolutely love it – it is so well-written. Thank you so much for linking to Prose for Thought and I hope to see you again tomorrow x

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