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I cannot give you great success
             or skies of cloudless blue
                    Nor can I give the riches
                             So well deserved by you.
I cannot give you beauty
            or starlit summer nights
                    Nor can I give the rapture
                              of dawn's fliirtatious flight
I cannot give you sunsets
            that flame, then blush, then die
                    Nor can I give the softness
                             of an angel's quiet sigh.
I cannot give you rareness
            of heaven and earth, 'tis true
                     I only have this meager gift-
                              my poetry for you.
And while it's not a glorious gift
             nor yet, a famous work of art
                      It's written by a loving friend
                               and written from her heart.
mjh '82
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