this is a poem i wrote for a school project.. it has two parts and is a story written from two different characters views... read the gift, then the gift 2

touch of winter in the air
the trees are all but bare
he sat watching a single leaf
his years had been long reducing him to a beggar and thief

his time was running out that he knew
he decided to leave it was almost two
on he walked pass the people, food and stores
for these things no money, no time, not anymore

he did not pay attention, he did not look around
he did not want to see the people frown
in this manner on he walked until he caught a glimmer of a gown
her gown was red, her face bright, and the long curled locks, of hair brown

the spitting image of his little girl long gone
she did not pay attention, she never looked she was too busy singing her song
he saw the glimmer, saw the flash
the car could never stip in time it was going to fast

in his mind he could see
the pain of parents never again to see their kid, he knew the agony
the cost was large but that was not his thought
to the girl he ran, and threw her to the ground, when it was done for his life he fought

just a little longer, just a little pain
on the ground he was laid, he knew for sure that he was slain
but on he fought
with just one thought

that little girl had to know
when she asked if he would live he said no
she said it wasn't fair
and looked everywhere

no help was to be found
that he would give his life she was astound
she said she didn't understand
and so he told her of a sad lonely man

he had been alone for years
so much misery he was out of tears
never realized how much time slipped away
his youth was unlawful, his adult life plagued by evil, for his wicked ways he had paid

his daughter had died
his wife no longer alive
no friends, nor family
oh so much misery

and so to her he would give
so much wisdom and appreciation, let alone life
to pass something on was all he wanted
she to future youth did impart

the knowledge she gained
to keep them from being pained
everyday finds something to pass on
enjoy your life because you never know when it will be gone

like that beggar and thief
fallen is that last leaf
born from life cut short
knowledge for others to impart