If I buy you a present
will you tell me
what it’s like to be
so pretty inside?
The kind of candy I taste
when I kiss your fingers?
Will you teach me the song
everyone sang
when you were born?
Will you show me how to fly
with the special wings
your laughter has?
Would you make tea for me
from the roses in your cheeks,
and tell me again
why you love children?
Would you light a candle
behind the door
so I’m never afraid
of shadows again?
But if not,
I will buy you a present anyway,
because just seeing you
is a huge one.