Gifts

When I am in a dire need of smiling I need someone to whom I may gift attractive colors and sweet perfumes. In the drought of loneliness she suddenly comes like the clouds in my favorite and colorful costumes. When I look at the prints of flowers with her shining on the summer suit gifted by me my eyes smile with the colors she brought to send the smile to my heart I gift her perfumes, my sweet granddaughter then becomes a rose to end my painful and deadly drought. Then comes the evening of a grandmother she gathers her courage for a dinner-outing a happy moment for the dolls of clay! My smile when turns in life full laughter refreshing, recreating and rebuilding, what a lovely role the gifts can play!