A Gift From Father

                             the sun lay still on the sand
                           left for dead by some abusive soul
                          brought to them as a gift from father
                           left by them as a piece of trash
                              being taught how to use it
                           never learning to look at it themselves
                                until they couldn't do without
                               day by day they grow colder
                           but in knowing what was kept from them
                             they learned to keep the heat inide