Gifted to you
not in the greatest wrapping paper
but I am person you can savour
not aesthetically pleasing always to the eye
but to you I would never lie
I speak the truth
I can make you smile
all the while
you can’t buy me from any supermarket aisle
I am your gift
you can’t find me under a tree
I am too big
I am messy but no stig of the dump
I work hard for you walking in trainers my pumps
I am your gift
remember me when your having a bad day
I will come round and lighten your sadness as much as I can, ok?
for I am a friend the greatest gift of all
is when you and I rise and walk tall.