What is under the tree? |
Opening presents one by one Christmas day has finally come Thanking each person as I go Opening carefully, each one bestowed I spotted one gift, as yet not claimed I saw no tag, nor written name Curiosity got the better of me I lifted the gift from under the tree Whose gift is this? I wanted to know A wonderous box topped with a bow No one knew from where this gift came So I opened the gift without any shame Inside, there was written a verse - 'Twas a blessing and not a curse "Your life, a gift was given back to you Don't waste it now, it's yours to choose" I closed my eyes, eternally grateful; For last summer, a health scare fateful To encourage and give back, now my desire More than any presents I could now acquire. Line count 20; Written 12/21/22 for Writer's Cramp Write a story or poem inspired by this prompt: A GIFT FROM AN ANONYMOUS SOURCE Your genres must be MYSTERY & HOLIDAY |