Here is your present.
If you open it you will find something of no monetary value.
It has no mass.
No dimensions.
But it sure is heavy.
You can’t hold it,
But you can feel it
You can’t write with it ,
But it leaves a mark
It may be small,
But it grows over time
I want you to take it. Keep it. Cherish it.
And on the first day of your first born’s life
Give it away
Don’t ever wipe it off
It loses all power,
All love,
All meaning if you do.
Everybody knows that.
Even if today is the last day that our paths cross
You will always have this gift.
Please take care of it.