Each of us with our secret gifts,
Magic potions,
Lovely notions
Waiting to be shared -
Waiting to be aired.
Each of us a half, a whole,
A mind, a soul,
A heart
And yet a part
Of a better richer more
Looking for the door.
The key,
The you and me.
The we growing day by day
Looking for the way
To find what I’d always
Dreamed and never seen,
Always tried and never been,
Always thought but never knew,
Until at last I discovered that the
gift I always sought was you.