An everlasting gift
I hadn’t seen it coming,
the package upon my door.
The one left by the unknown,
but even in the quiet morning
the wind whispers your sweet name.
A reminder of what was and what is.
I’m left with nothing to say,
except the joy that wraps itself
around the stems of my aching heart.
I’ll hold it in my hand and wonder
what lies inside
the carefully curated gift.
When it’s open, may I not shatter,
the remnant of you I have left.
Let it be enough to keep me
from forgetting what it’s like
to know your gentle love.
And I’ll hope you know,
when you’re out among the stars
that you already hold my gift,
in your heart.
A little author’s note: I want to thank @problematicprocrastinator for setting this challenge up to begin with. I’m playing around with the prompts a little by doing poetry instead, since as of right now I don’t really have it in me to do more writing (tho that might change further into the month especially when I’m back home in the UK) but I really wanted to join in. And if you haven’t already check out Beth’s Etsy for some awesome writing tools and resources such as this challenge! Couldn’t end this without giving a shout out to @liesmultixxx for letting me sound ideas off her and helping with the hardest task of all: the title 😂💕 Thank you, darling x
