Recognize: My Gift

by QuoiaMontana

As it walks through 
the valley
alone and cold, 
At its wits end
searching for a soul
A shadow in the night
yearning, and thirsting
to shine bright. Again.
How did that twinkle 
get so dim?
A bulb with a shade,
who's blocking the light?
It is me.
How could I neglect you
God's gift to me
I should protect you.
I was blinded by the darkness
and the fear of eyes watching
But i knew 
you were still inside of me.
Above, below, and beside me
It's inevitable. We're inseparable. My Gift. 

Recognize: My Gift by QuoiaMontana

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