Gifts

There are times
When I am not sure
Hear the cries
Feel something cold
I have the words
But dont know what to say
Because the meaning is lost
But,to what I pray?

The shallow words
Full of deceit
My heart just curls
To see where it fits
Purity of feelings
None around
The life of being
Without listening to the deep sound

Words spoken
When nothing is said
None to understand them
Of this am afraid
The meanings
Would be lost forever
Forgotten from our memories
Like a lost treasure

The sparkle of eyes
The sound of honest laugh
Why dont we measure
The value of this kind of treasure
These are the gifts of god
We seldom appreciate
If we had done
Wouldnt we be great

--NK