Flags
I have seen your garden growing madly
There I find you, hands in the earth
I have heard you talking with your children,
on your level, never talking down
And I don't know how you cannot see
where your gifts may be found
You say
you know no tricks, have no talents-
isn't everyone supposed to have their own?
Yes, but few are obvious
Few draw notice to those who possess them,
like flags waving themselves
And you wonder how,
how I can say
that your gifts do abound
I don't know how
you cannot see
where your gifts may be found
Do you understand
when I say
that your gifts do abound