Nothing To Bring

I was watching a new series of reality programs about millionaires who disguise their riches and go and live a life of poverty for about a week, to meet people in need and to eventual choose which of them will receive a check that will greatly ease their burdens. The reality of the show is that more often than not, the millionaires learn that these people have a greater value to their life that rich will ever buy

Nothing To Bring

No gifts of value can I give

Or have I the means from the life I live

This time of year brings pain to me

Have nothing suited to give even family

I traveled years ago to a far off shore

Noticed the things of beauty and wanted more

Gems meant so much to me back then

Their value increase when you give a friend

Only now I can’t raise the necessary cash

Barely have a possession that isn’t another’s trash

Right now I only have the words from my heart

I wish to tell all this story from its start

Nothing to bring but this story I’ll give

God sent His Son that we all can live

 


 

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