Gift Giving

In a treasure room,
I’ll find my happiness there
in shape and name,
in serendipity of something
not wanted nor needed
but found all the same.

I collect those trinkets
but share them instead.
An ambition to spread that joy
to family and friend,
to see what it means to be fortunate
in both our eyes again.

Déjà vu this minute,
remembrance the next.
I’ve been here before,
had it all and gave it hence
to strangers I’ve known
to surround my pain in recompense.

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