Your Gift
In this cold, bleak season,
the cover of green long gone,
all kinds of messiness is exposed.
The world looks stark,
turning thoughts to gray.
Then,
one, small, lovely thing
breaks through the gloom-
a simple kindness, perhaps,
that might have been overlooked
during more lush times,
and there is a shift,
a softening.
I am reminded that,
in this bleak season,
it is up to each of us
to share our loveliness.
We have to believe,
beyond evidence to the contrary,
that the world,
or at least someone in it,
desperately needs
what we have to give.
The impact
is not ours
to understand.
By Maria Brady-Smith
Photo by Mike Smith
A good reminder. Thanks
We are all blessed with some tiny bit of richness in this life. If only we could see it.
Yes! And be able to humbly share it. Merry Christmas to you!
There is beauty to see, if you look. Thank you.
You are beautiful, Susan. Merry Christmas!!
You embody your poem. Thank you.
Thank you, Robin. Merry Christmas to you and Hal.
Beautiful.
Thank you, Theresa. Merry Christmas.
This is just beautiful Maria…. you and your husband make a beautiful team
Thank you, Sandi. Its fun to find just the right picture for the poem. Merry Christmas to you and your family.