A purest gift

by Cloe   Dec 25, 2005


The purest gift is not of gold,
And it's not made of money,
It's inside your heart and soul,
And it's as sweet as honey.

A present that will last forever,
It can not die away,
Because it is the truest feeling,
And it is here to stay.

You can't exchange this gift,
It's so pure, like it's sent from above,
No matter where or when,
It is the purest gift of love.

Steve, I love you, and Merry Christmas!!

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  • 18 years ago

    by Cloe

    Heh....So you found out. Don't tell anyone else!!!! Please.

  • 18 years ago

    by Anna

    Beautifully written! I loved it!

  • 18 years ago

    by Fits

    The purest gift in this world is love. To give love to receive love.. Its all that could ever matter. When everything else in this whole world is taken away. What is there left?when you strip away all the material.... What is left? Just love. Yet love is the most powerful gift a person could ever give, the most powerful gift someone could ever receive. Without it, this world is empty. I love you Cloe. Forever and ever.

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