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Re-Gifting

Gifts we give may not be
What our friends want.
Gifts we get may not be
What we would want.
So what can you do
to clear your clutter?
Some Don't and Do,
re-gifting that matter.

poem by Philo Yan
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The Gifts of Life and Pollution

Nature's gifts are sunny beaches,
Nature's gifts are rocky mountains,
Nature's gifts are vast oceans,
Nature's gifts are the tranquil colors in the rainbow,
Nature's gifts are rain forests,
Nature's gift is life.

Our gifts are oceans filled with toxins,
Our gifts are global warming,
Our gifts are deserted forests,
Our gifts are killed animals,
Our gifts are serious diseases,
Our gift is pollution.

poem by Melanie Jackson
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How Do You Use Your Gifts?

I'm using my blessings and faith,
To create identifiable miracles.
And you?
How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.
And what they have manage to materialize,
Makes you jealous and mad?
Your selfishness is pathetic!

How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.

How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.

How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For all we have

I AM SO GRATEFUL
FOR ALL WE HAVE
WE DON’T HAVE MUCH
FOR CHRISTMAS IS NEAR
I SAY MY PRAYERS
THAT OUR HEAVENLY FATHER IS HEAR
TO BLESS US ALL
NO MATTER WHERE WE ARE
WHETHER WE’RE IN ONE PLACE
OR SCATTERED AFAR
AS WE AWAKE ON CHRISTMAS MORNING
AND SIT BY THE FIRE
I PRAY TO GOD
THAT MY KIDS HAVE GIFTS TO OPEN
WITH MONEY SO TIGHT
AND DOORS THAT WILL OPEN
WE LIFT UP OUR HEARTS
ON CHRISTMAS MORNING
WE ARE THANKFUL FOR FRIENDS
AND FAMILY TOO
CHRISTMAS IS NOT ABOUT
ALL THE GIFTS THAT’S SO TRUE
WHAT CHRISTMAS IS ABOUT
IT’S TO CELEBRATE JESUS’S BIRTH
BUT PEOPLE TAKE IT TOO FAR
AND GO ALL OUT WITH GIFTS
INSTEAD OF CELEBRATING LIFE
WHAT WE SHOULD BE
IS SO GRATEFUL FOR ALL WE HAVE
EVEN IF IT’S NOT MUCH
THAT’S ALL WE HAVE
THAT’S WHAT CHRISTMAS SHOULD BE ALL ABOUT.

poem by Gina Hood
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God's Gifts

God has many gifts
For us to take when we can
Or like God's first couple
Will we have to say we ran

Out of the Garden
It was too much to take
For the love of wisdom
Dont blame it all on the snake

To know from right and wrong
Or to let go and pray
How do you think you'll answer
When you get asked some day

It won't be easy
No clear wrong or right
You might get asked at morning
Or very late at night

Some of God's gifts come quietly
Like just opening you eyes
Some go thump and
Are really a surprise

Whatever kind it is
It's as kind as it can be
Not all gifts fit or are the
Right color you see

poem by Tom J. Mariani
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When I Made That Choice

god came to me in a dream one night,
and whispered, 'by your gifts you are named'.
to some i give dignity,
to some i give grieving.
to some i give prophecy,
to some i give doubt.
to some i give determination,
to some i give faith.
to some i give patience,
to some the gift of listening.
to some i give peace,
to some revolution.
to some i give healing,
to some i give suffering.
to some i give love,
to some i give loss.
to some i give eyes,
to some i give feet.
to all i give understanding,
though few choose to take it....
and remember, you chose your own gifts! '...

and i thought for awhile,
and then asked....
'but what about me? '

god laughed...
'to a few infidels i give poetry,
to sing to the weary! '

god, what was i thinking,
when i made that choice?

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Too Blind To Recognize

Too blind to recognize.
No one really knew,
Who they saw on a regular basis.
And this was not encouraged,
To be expected to accept.
Yet discussing other people,
Was what they did best.
Too blind to recognize.

Too blind to recognize.
Disrespecting was all they knew.
And this they did with a full effect.
No one knew who did what.
Or who had experiences to share,
That would provide benefits all would get.
So no one saw to see to receive opportunities,
They would meet but too blind to recognize.

Too blind to recognize,
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.

Just too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize...
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize.
Too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize...
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Too blind to recognize.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Adage 5

'Joy in looking and comprehending is nature's most beautiful gift.'
Albert Einstein (1879-1955)

we are here
we do not worry
for everything is give
a tray of fruits
a bouquet of flowers
a cool river
a wide blue sea
white clear skies
sun

there is joy in merely looking
not even comprehending
what they are
their reasons
our reasons

we are the gifts
they are the gifts
we are this feasts
this dance
and celebrations

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Natural Gift

See that girl walkin down the street
She looks like a prima donna
Shes a star in her head and the worlds at her feet
She looks at you twice and your heart skips a beat
She didnt learn it at high school or from a glossy magazine
You see shes a natural, she gotta natural gift
You gotta rise above your stupidity
Youre dumb but dont give in
You gotta rise above your station
Discover whats within
And with some luck and dedication and some careful manipulation
Everybody needs some inspiration
Everybody needs some motivation
Mix it up with some imagination
And use your natural gifts, you gotta natural gift
You got natural gifts
Ah, hey, hey, hey, ah, hey, hey
And use your natural gifts, you got natural gifts
You dont have to be a genius to find
All the hidden potential deep in your mind
You dont have to know about nuclear physics
Know all the formulas and vital statistics
You dont have to be an intellectual, you dont have to be a scientist
To use your natural gifts, you got natural gifts, yeh
Use your natural gifts, you got natural gifts
You gotta stop this depression youre in now
Stop this emotional rift, you need a psychological lift now
Everybody needs some inspiration, everybody needs some motivation
Mix it up with some imagination and use your natural gifts
There are bad people, mad people, bitter people, scared people
Wanna put you down and keep you in your place
But you gotta chance to break out, you gotta chance to get out
And use your natural gifts

song performed by by Kinks
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No Matter

No matter what your resume might say
No matter your belief or to what GOD you pray
No matter the languages that you might speak
No matter the lessons that you might teach.
No matter the words that you might use
No matter your occupation or the work you do
No matter the schooling or the degrees you have
No matter the pot holes that's in your path.
No matter the places that you had lived
No matter the gifts that you did give
No matter your wealth whether your rich or poor
No matter if you speak quietly or speak with a roar.
No matter the clothes that you wear
No matter the color or the length of your hair
All that matters is your actions and your deeds
As they speak louder, and to them, man will heed.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Money Is A Very Evil Friend

When a man is not use to receiving help from a true friend.
He offers gifts of all kinds.
He's afraid that they won't stick around.
He has only known monetary friends.
So when somebody refuses his gifts he thinks he did something wrong.
He next move is thank them repeatedly as if he was asking for forgiveness.
Money is a very evil friend.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Merry Christmas Strait To You

Its christmas time
I see the lines of people everywhere
Tryin to pick out the gifts
That show how much they care
It makes me wish that I could see my friends
On christmas day
And fill my list with lots of gifts
But I can only say
[chorus]
Here comes a merry chritmas strait to you
I hope it cheers you up when you are down and feelin blue
Right or wrong Ill sing my song
And you will know just who
Sings a merry christmas strait to you
Theres lot of ways to share the days
Of christmas with your friends
A christmas card, a tree that stars
And gifts that make you grin
Id like to share this song with everyone who came our way
Without a doubt the fires not out
It burns for you today
[chorus]
Here comes a merry christmas
And to all who might of missed us
A very merry christmas strait to you

song performed by by George Strait
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December

It’s with trepidation and mixed emotions that I arrive here.
It’s a month of giving, but means loss of another year.
Another year that has expired as I celebrate the holidays.
I cherish society’s true gifts and lament its hollow ways.

Its true gifts are the freedoms for which so many have died.
Hollow ways are by a few who have cheated and lied.
Best of all are the gifts of being with dear family and friends,
Good wishes, hugs and kisses with the love that this sends.

I’ll cleanse my mind so that the only things I’ll remember
Are future positives nurtured by this joyous December.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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~Special Gift~

I cant count upon my hands
The times you've been here for me
No matter how bad the circumstance
By my side you'd be

How many people go through life
And never know such a friend?
Oh what they have missed out on
What a gift God did send

I thank God every night
Before i prepare for sleep
For a friend such as you
My feelings they run deep

Gifts from God come in different packages
They are not always wrapped with a bow
They come in all shapes and sizes
But when they are with you you'll know

Dedicated To: My God, Jesus Christ
With a most grateful thank-you for the
Special gifts He has given to me.

poem by Theodora Onken
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0008 The Gift

Who does not wish to give the perfect gift
to those we love – to whom we have already
given the greatest gift we have – our heart?
To choose a visible and outward sign
of love whose meaning’s inward, spiritual?

But who would dare to challenge innocence
and ignorance in their demonic bond,
and break the spell of Christmas wish and hope
by telling children, that old Santa Claus
is but the God who gave their life to them -
dressed up in red and white and snowy beard;
and who, in needing nothing of himself,
would be delighted to receive their thanks
and nothing more; and who, we might believe
of one who has all gifts in his command,
might be obliged by those laws he himself
created, out of justice, equity,
to give them that which they themselves have made –
a life of gratitude for life itself –
a life of praise, where all the world is gift
beyond all human gifts?

What parents now
might give their children gold, myrrh, frankincense
with all their love; and teach them by this show
why Christmas gifts are godly metaphor?

Of course, no parents would dare break this spell;
you’ll laugh at me for this absurdity;
yet it might build a clear-eyed, praising race
who thought in metaphor; spoke poetry.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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To Rich Givers

WHAT you give me, I cheerfully accept,
A little sustenance, a hut and garden, a little money--these, as I
rendezvous with my poems;
A traveler's lodging and breakfast as I journey through The States--
Why should I be ashamed to own such gifts? Why to advertise for
them?
For I myself am not one who bestows nothing upon man and woman;
For I bestow upon any man or woman the entrance to all the gifts of
the universe.

poem by Walt Whitman
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Serving

Please tell me how to serve you.
What do I have to share?
It is the way, I can thank The One,
Who always has been there.

Should I speak your words of kindness?
Should I speak your words of love?
Should I share with my brothers and sisters
My gift from up above?

Should I find one that I follow?
And let him take the lead.
Be an apprentice to the gardener
That's planting all your seeds?

Should I give most of my earnings?
Should I give someone my time?
Should I give my love, my life You gave?
Or give Your messages in my rhymes?

Should I show someone Your mercy?
Even though they've done me wrong.
And show them they still have a place.
In Your flock's where they belong.

Should I sacrifice my person.
And then lay down my life.
To fight for what You say is right.
Regardless of it's strife.

Should I go and join Your mission.
Help the needy and the poor.
To make someone's life better.
Better than before.

Should I show someone discernment.
And give them my insight.
To help them through their battle.
Become a soldier in their fight.

Do you need me to be a leader?
To guide all of your sheep.
Lead them all when they're awake.
And protect them while they sleep.

I know that surely I've been blessed.
With my gifts because you care.
But what makes my gifts so beautiful.
They are the gifts want to share.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Flavor Fed That Feeds Defeating

Gifts you were given are gone.
What did you do that was wrong.
Did you sit with your gifts to drift...
In a mind where they didn't stay long!

Your eyes are looking all around on the ground,
To find yourself with meaning...
And something you discover that fits.
But nothing that you pick seems of benefit!

Your eyes are looking all around to be found,
As someone to be lifted and praised.
And saved from stress you labor!
With a flavor of life you savor and crave.

Gifts you were given are gone.
What did you do that was wrong.
Did you sit with your gifts to drift...
In a mind where they didn't stay long!

Gifts you were given are gone.
And now just stress you labor.
Gifts you were given are gone.
And this is life you savor.