Within the folds of time’s gentle stream,
Lie gifts unseen, in shadows they gleam.
Not wrapped in ribbons, nor adorned with lace,
But hidden in moments, in life’s quiet grace.

The laughter shared on a summer’s day,
The whispers of love that softly sway.
These are the treasures, the gems untold,
More precious than silver, more valued than gold.

The comfort of a friend in times of need,
The joy in a child’s first deed.
These gifts of life, so pure and true,
Are the bonds that bind me and you.

So cherish each moment, let gratitude bloom,
For the unseen gifts light up the gloom.
In the tapestry of life, they find their place,
Wrapped in time’s gentle, loving embrace.