When we are given such a valuable gift,
Are we always thinking that there are no hassles to it?
If so, then every problem that comes our way
We run away or throw out.
Love would not exist,
And with that, the child.
Progress will remain stagnant,
With no chance to learn from our mistakes.
Forgiveness would be a sin,
Tolerance would be a joke.
And joy would be silenced.
Freedom would be set to chains.
These are what would happen
If we only see one bad thing with the gift.
The gift is like a plant.
It needs love and care;
Help when necessary.
If we lose the gift on things that are uncertain,
The world would not take our gift away,
We just discarded it for another spot in the junk-pile.