in a card i tell a story
one in which i live
in hopes in time to show you ways
in sorrows gifts i give
wrapped up inside a present
something deeper than you thought
something that could not be traded
returned exchanged or bought
no return to sender, fragile, or a handle with care
no open this side up or down
you'll find there's nothing there
to open a gift with nothing inside
how strange this gift could be
unwrap in time, just to find
the heart you gave to me