What I Have I Freely Give
By Katherine Breanne Parilli
I climbed no clock,
I did not jump over the moon,
I cannot huff and puff and blow a house down,
No bags of warming wool have I to offer,
And I have no hands with which to play the fiddle.
But what I have I will freely give you.
Two eyes that will share your tears,
A tail to wag in sympathetic comfort,
Paws with which to hug you close,
Or simply hold your hand.
A button nose to press against your side
And encourage you with the promise that tomorrow will be a better day.
A wet tongue to kiss my way to your heart,
And still its throbbing hurt.
And best of all,
I give to you,
A heart of love,
That will love you in times of sweet and bitter.
A love so deep,
A love so firm,
That I will love even if the whole world should chose to turn a cold shoulder,
And walk away,
Ignoring your lonely cry.