Mystery Gift (The) | Josiespoems

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By Josie Whitehead

Mystery Gift (The)

It’s a special present:

Never shared

Spoken sharply

Whispered softly

Sometimes called.

A parents’ love gift:

Freely given.

Always hidden.

Keep forever

Safely.

You’ll always hear it

But never fear it;

Often leave it;

Not achieve it.

What?

WELL – WHAT IS IT?

(Begins with N – but everyone has

a different one)

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