The Gift

For in this life we give to greed
All of that we think we need
In hope that treasures to us received
Will not leave our hearts much aggrieved

Gifts we expect to take in turn
For what we give and take in churn
That word of meaning was once sincere
A word of love not one of fear

To gift is to give not to take in kind
No return you should ever expect to find
A token of love to adoring friends
Or a sign of peace to make amends

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