There is a gift,
she then gave,
him.
Was it her death,
or is it his life.
They have traveled together,
these many years.
She swore to marry not,
one of his father's sons.
No one to marry,
could he then find?
To this then the date,
Swimming the first,,
her greatest then fear,
or was it?
Then the marriage,
then the loss,
no children to come.
Then the gift, from the handmaiden,
who loved them all.
Then the place filled, with the missing,
who was not missing?
Then comes cancer,
and the gardener, and the cure.
Now three children have they,
and the miracle he brought,
of life, they then share.
Then the gift,
life with his father,
while she cares for the children.
How to repay such a gift,
such a life, now then spared,
for the love of him, and her,
and them, do they share,
The gifts.
