The Gift Of Gifts

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Title:     The Gift Of Gifts
Author: Everard Jack Appleton [More Titles by Appleton]

If Antoinette were sitting here before the cheery blaze,
And she should ask me what I'd like to-morrow--day of days--
Would not my heart leap to my mouth, as any chap's would do,
While leaning down to her pink ear, I softly whispered, "You!"

If Antoinette were just to give me half a chance to say
What gift of gifts I'd like the best, how long would I delay
In taking her into my arms and keeping her there, too,
While earnestly I answer her with one brief, heartfelt "You!"

If Antoinette, dear Antoinette, were simply to suggest
That question, don't you think that I would quickly do the rest?
Well, you'd be wrong, because, alas! a year ago--or two--
She asked Jim what he wanted, and the lucky chap said "You!"

[The end]
Everard Jack Appleton's poem: Gift Of Gifts

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