state of confusion
Something new is now on offer -
Change your perspectives!
Address your directives!
A gift of no proffer,
It canít be taken home,
Or be put on layaway
In time for Christmas day,
It isnít THE answer, nor the latest tome.
Wonít cure the common cold,
Or make you young again,
Not for the vastly vain -
Canít be procured or sold!
Something new and wonderful
Is coming straight to you,
So perhaps its time you knew -
Itís original, bountiful,
It isnít progress, or a new century,
Not a snow globe from the North Pole
Or a stocking full of black coal,
But a bequest of love, for you and me.
Once we embrace it, and let go my friend
Nothing can erase it, love shall transcend.
© 1999 Corinne Bailey