What Gift Have I? (By Dane Fowlkes)

What gift have I save that
Which lies within myself?
And dare I offer when
Others give from depth of wealth?
No rose upon your desk nor
Nature’s pearls to trim your dress;
No candlelight, no wine, no night
With moon, no soft caress;
What have I save a heart reshaped
Into your likeness?
What have I save words
Of praise and hope and kindness?
What have I save thoughts
Of a man now towards you turned?
To write of eyes and voice
And smiles both memorized and learned.

What gift have I save
A heart of love;
Companioned by hope
That it will be enough.