Gifts and accomplishments given to infantile,
your only effort is to see them versatile.
Be then not proud. Be not lost in an affluence.
Prove to the world the permit is no incidence.
Prove to the world that as branch you are sensuous,
making the vine quite fantastic and virtuous.
Be a delivery, to Christ the preference.
Keep being humble, and lose not the quintessence!
This poem is published on my site "Martha" | here |.