MY BEST

I thought I'd merely given all that I had left.

(Left from all else being taken away.)

Instead, I found I'd given only my best:

what had gone was dross.

What remained was Gold.

My gift to Him.

Now I willingly give "my best" away,

for His "BETTER"!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

From the crucible.

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