When i sit idly and relax a bit
I wonder sometimes "what is gift"?
How to explain if i try
i take pause ,think and reply
Something has been given to you
that you hasn't ask to do
Many say that life is a gift
What i see is opposite
Why then everyone complain
We find most of us just whin
I have to agree with phrase
Life is a gift" whoever says
I may do not own much wealth
What about my priceless health!?
Despite i fall sick and that
whatever is left ,is great
whenever i think of God
Who made earth for us so broad
Filled it with numerous gains
For a while i feel such a sham
Then roofed it with sky so blue
Which tells how make dreams come true
We can keep balance and reason
He created different seasons
Our senses and views around
Deliver us message so profound
He wanted more then just bread
So he blessed us soul with creed
To save us from wither about
Put us in a "family" bout
We don't beat just hallow drum
Gifted us with aestheticism
We don't stay here deaf and blind
Blessed us with "heart" and Mind
With which we think and explore
Keep trying to grow more
Which make us kind very Unique
So we should not fall in creek
One can never reach this Mount
If try to his blessings count
Taking granted anyone's gift
Can make Him his blessings lift
Gifts are water and life is Glass
Keeping eyes on the "filled" part !