My Gift to You

	So many times, I've placed my rhymes
	upon the window sill
	to cool and gel, to cast a spell,
	my expectations fill.

	And when they're done, I sample one,
	to test what lies inside.
	I roll it round, is it profound?
	Have I in some way lied?

	If, later on, conclusion drawn,
	the taste seems good and true,
	the ones still there I'm glad to share,
	a gift, my friend, to you.

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