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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457743" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Gift Of Faith (Happy 3rd Birthday Gabriella)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today all may celebrate your birth, <br>Alas, a gift, I am not able to proffer; <br>Yet, a gift, He hath given-I must coffer<br>My love for thee, mask must I, my mirth! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I may not share words of praise with thee, <br>Nor may I dote upon thee, in thine presence; <br>I long to again share my days with thee, <br>Celebrating, with the world, in thine pleasance! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nary doth a moment fleet, whence thought<br>Does not gather upon thee, nor shall, e'er; <br>Naught shall suffice to remove the pallor, <br>The heartache, that day thence, brought! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sikerly, this too shall pass and be supplanted<br>By consort again with thee, when this is granted! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I ponder with wonderment, that day, still to be, <br>Where I may not have to carry this heart, forlorn-<br>The wonder I have had since you were born; <br>The wonder now, and the wonder I am still to see! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I brim with pride, though you are not near to me; <br>With constancy you are with me, this shan't ever<br>Be not the same-a bond that even time can't sever-<br>No matter of space, you shall always be most dear to me! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no recompense for what hath been taken, <br>No means by which to stop, nor turn back time; <br>Naught shall ever requite loss of moments, sublime, <br>Nor restore, anew, confidence severely shaken! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sikerly, this too shall pass and be valued and varied-<br>Through the strength gained, by the burden I have carried! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Maurice Harris,1 February 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Maurice+Harris">Maurice Harris</a><div class=q>
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Alas, a gift, I am not able to proffer; 
Yet, a gift, He hath given-I must coffer
My love for thee, mask must I, my mirth! 

I may not share words of praise with thee, 
Nor may I dote upon thee, in thine presen..."></div>
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