Gifts

Three gifts I remember most
A watch for my wrist
A book I’d love to read
Water rushing over my head
the fear combined with dread

Three gifts I remember most
I have lost two but kept the third
always
with
me.


Can I really call this a poem? Honestly? Gah. The next one needs to have a rhymne scheme, at least.

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