Your Presence Is a Present Indeed
Your Presence Is a Present Indeed You’re wearing a T-shirt with a red bow I’ve watched you closely trying register you in my memories I will probably stay up all night tonight I have debated myself with hesitations Poetic lines are written in the turbulence of burning love
It looks so beautiful on you, and I dream of Christmas
As in a dream, Love, you’re so wonderful
How lucky I am to receive such a perfect gift
From head to toes, you have the beauty of an angel
I’ve thought ringing in my head wonderful melodies
As my dreams turn into realities
Composing a poem to mark this morning’s sight
As the beautiful rose unfolds its petals, you are a perfect gift
To the world, God has offered in his might
For my lack of words, my inability to express fully my emotions
You’re a dream of dreams, my Muse, Grace of all graces
Your return has inundated eternal stream of poetry
Your presence is a present indeed
A warm love in the cold and freezing season of Winter
A source of happiness and a spring of poetry in abundance