A Gift from God

This year there is a present under my Christmas tree,
I wonder whose it is for?
Is it for me?
It’s tempting to look at,
Sitting there by itself;
Wrapped so perfectly.

The ribbon is white,
The paper is red;
“Who does it belong to?”
Why can’t I get this out of my head;
I decided to sneak a look,
And see whose name is on the tag;

It will only take a second,
It won’t be a difficult task.
When no one was looking,
I reached for the box under the Christmas tree,
Carefully holding the gift,
“Who knows, it may be for me!”

A glance at the tag,
I thought it was extraordinarily odd,
Because the message read,
“Love and blessings,” God.
Without hesitation I decide to unravel the ribbon.
To see what is inside.

To my astonishment,
The box was empty inside.
“Why would this be?”
Is it God telling me;
I have everything in my life?
Or maybe, love and blessings is all I need to get by.

Merry Christmas!