When I think of you, tears fill my eyes

I often wonder why me, that you have entrusted so many gifts within 

I'm sometimes so afraid to express these gifts

But why? When you loved me so to give them to me

Am I pleasing to you?

Am I ultilizing my gifts?

Despite me sometimes wanting to turn my back on you,

Questioning you and wondering why me

You still love me enough to entrust me with these gifts, 

The gift of life, to live and be happy 

The gift of happiness, to be happy and love

The gift of love, to be loved so I can love you how you first loved me

God, thank you for the gift