Their Gifts
the first child boasts of his gift from his papa
a remote controlled toy car
the second cannot be outdone with his
toy gun with matching laser
the third shows his toy chopper
still on remote control
the fourth one says her mama
simply told her
that she loves him very much
his jealous eyes crave for the toy car,
the toy gun, the chopper,
and he is sad, thinking that his mama
has no gift for him
except love.
just love? he is so sad.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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