Precious gift

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Precious Gift

I was drinking in an old wooden room.
The sign outside said ‘Café’.
An old man and woman in a booth all their own.
I heard the old gentleman say…

Me? I come from the north shore.
I played for the North Shore Kings.
When I was young I carried an axe.
Now I just carry things.
I married a beauty named Molly
I loved her with all of my might
Our kids are all grown,
And Molly she’s gone.
And me? I live all alone.

Oh precious gifts, are smiles from a child.
Oh precious gifts, are gardens grown wild.
Blessings from above, Providence and love.
Oh precious gifts, like a hand for a glove.

The woman there with him smiled softly.
A beauty from a bygone day.
As she warmed her hands on the mug that she held,
I heard the old doll say…

Me? I came here from somewhere.
In search of something profound.
When I was young I turned all their heads
But I wound up just bumming around.
Did I think I would find love?
From the barstools in the Pool Halls of town?
When the laughter had died
And the boys had gone home,
I found I’d  been left all alone.

Oh precious gifts, are smiles from a child.
Oh precious gifts, are gardens grown wild.
Blessings from above, Providence and love.
Oh precious gifts, like a hand for a glove.

I finished my drink and paid off my tab
I thought I’d go hail me a cab.
I tipped my hat to the table where they sat
They looked to one another and said.

I’m so glad that I’ve found you,
In this café where we share cups of tea.
At this the end of our days
We’ve come a long ways.
What we want is just some company.

That’s a precious gift like smiles from a child
A precious gift like gardens grown wild
Blessings from above, Providence and love.
Oh precious gifts, like a hand for a glove.