I cheerfully gave my heart
Anticipating its joyful receipt
The Father made it meet for presentation
So, I offered it without hesitation
But to my surprise, the tracking number renders
"Undeliverable...Please return to sender."

I've given money, given time
Blown a gasket in my mind
Trying to convince you that I am not
Like that sea of past offenders
And for my efforts I am boldly labeled
"Please return to sender."

Does Giving need Receiving
To have a true identity?
Drowning in "That's nice, but no thank you"
Can thought alone count as guarantee
For an on-time delivery? 

Then, I found She.
Honored to receive me
Impressed by the package assembly
She understood the distance I had traveled
And carefully opened me and sang over me
A melody so warm and cozy
With a rhythm neither one of us wanted to let go
So we snuggled sweetly, listening to our heartbeats
Pulsate in unison and decree lyrically
"The searching is over...the finding now complete."

There's a package enroute to Heaven
With my signature affixed
You and I are wrapped together
God's idea of earthly splendor
The way to guarantee forever
Was to mark us "Return to Sender."

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