The lasting gifts our Father brings
Ain’t “mockingbirds” or “diamond rings”
Ain’t slick “looking glasses”
Or quick “billy goats” (1)
Or spilling sacks of crisp green notes

Not boxes boasting bows and strings
But seeds that grow undying things
These seeds will keep
Our souls afloat
And safe and sound in Peter’s Boat

First, FAITH- that gives our hearts great wings
Then HOPE- for heaven’s “eternal springs”
But the best (please ignore
The lump in my throat)
Is LOVE! A fact not up for vote

Bright LOVE for all, both bums AND kings
For Christ, Who makes our spirits sing
Three gifts ever potent
You’ll find me devotin’
To the matchmaking goals
Of the “Bridegroom” of souls
Whose love
Is never
Remote
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(1) Hush Little Baby, by Mother Goose