The Gift of Yourself
Happy Holidays to all who celebrate! This is a poem about Elvis’ giving nature. I hope you enjoy! ❤️
I wonder at what point you knew this gift of yours existed
Your ability to create happiness and ensure spirits were lifted
At the housing projects with your guitar, sitting on the steps,
Could you possibly have comprehended what would come next?
That, nervous and shaking, you’d get up on that stage
And perform like a tiger loosed from his cage
That electrifying voice caused so much elation
Bringing the happiness in people’s souls out of hibernation
From that day forward you made it your goal
To give of yourself from the depths of your soul
From blues to country to gospel, your music was a balm
And anything you had to give burned hot in your palm
Your time, your money, your friendship, your love
You considered having so much to give as a blessing from above
So you gave and gave, sharing your love with each and every fan
Until the giving began to wear you down as a man
Your star burned so bright and so strong
I suppose it was inevitable that level of brilliance couldn’t last too long
The irony is that, though your human life was cut short by so many days,
Your legacy lives on in the most extraordinary ways
There’s no adequate way to describe the amount of joy you bring
That all started with a young man determined to sing
Determined to entertain and bring happiness where it had been lost
You never took into consideration the personal cost
You sacrificed so much of your well-being and health
All so you could give us the gift of yourself
I know you enjoyed the ability to share your talent and spirit
I’m so grateful just for the gift of being near it
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Yuan sat across the hall in his room to confess to Qian that he almost died.
I wanted Qian to close the distance, and the long trailer told me . . .
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