I have no box
No vessel
To hold my gift for you
Not like the others
Heartfelt notes and presents
On a day
Love commemorates

No way to dress it up
In a party frock of
Brightly colored papers
And smiling bows
Tied with love knots
On a day
Love commemorates

Nowhere to hide
Gifts to be discovered
In the places you would find
Throughout the lovingly-memorized
Schedule of you
On a day
Love commemorates

For what can hold
True love’s tears
True love’s loss
All I have left
And all I am able to give
On a day
Only I commemorate.