The gift of second grade poetry

Give you a gift, open it with your heart.

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Child: Mom, you said you would give me a present for my birthday.

Mom: Yes, my child.

Child: Then where is it? Give it to me!

Mom: In the small garden. Go and find it.

The child ran excitedly to find it, and soon came back angrily.

Child: Mom, you are lying!

Mom: Son, mom didn't lie to you. Look for that gift with your heart.

The child went with a grain of salt and came back depressed.

Child: Mom, I can't find it. Am I heartless?

Mom: No, son, you have found it. You have it.

The child looked at his empty hands.

Child: But I can't see it.

Mom: This gift is very special. You should read it carefully.

The child stared at his hand for a long time.

Child: Mom, I really can't see.

Mom: Don't use your eyes. Look with your heart and feel with your heart.

The child looked at his hand carefully again and seemed to understand something. He suddenly became very angry.

Child: I see! Mom, you lied to me! There is no gift at all!

The child walked away very angrily.

Mom: Son, the gift is your heart! Now, you can open it by heart.