Someone makes me to think
Often makes me aware of life
The way is lighten
And the ray is
being drooped with wow;
By the same person
whom I fear to see
And fear to talk
As may be the person
Is a gift of God
And will be lost
From my area of thought.
Tadasha Tripathy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-gift-of-god-3/