If one gift I had to give
Deadening silence drowning you
Replaced by cries heard loud and far
Bring fierce guardians to your side

If one gift I had to give
Grave cross heavy upon your stolen innocence
A warm blanket draped in its place
Envelop you with warmth and comfort

If one gift I had to give
Horrid images burned deep inside
Removed forever with soothing touch
Remind you of your preciousness

If one gift I had to give
Fear encasing you, paralyzing you to reside within
Drawn out by loving trustworthiness
Reassure you of benevolence deserved

If one gift I had to give
Sickness and guilt weakening your spirit
Armor crushed by protective resolve
Restore your courage long forgotten

If one gift I had to give
Venomous spirits bleeding demons on your soul
Cast off forever by empowering verve
Pull you from the blinding darkness

If one gift I had to give
A box full of treasures would be yours
Of sacred youth revered and cherished
Of love and compassion bestowed upon you
The joyful times of a naïve childhood
Endowing a wholeness belonging only to you
Encasing you loosely, freely, guiding your way
To share your box of treasures with those who need