Sonnet

God loves a cheerful giver.
And there is no limit to blessings.
In the dream my wife asked me to be a caregiver.
I hesitated and she cut off love’s strings.

I apologised, she smiled.
I loved her, then I was irritated by someone being different.
But I understood them as they smiled.
Why, we should rejoice in people being different.

And then we are told to pray in a private place.
And to do almsgiving in secret.
All this is very difficult to accept, to leave no trace.
How difficult to do something and not to keep it.

So I will carry on quietly boasting.
And in the end receive my due roasting.

Haiku

To give in secret
Is so difficult to do
But better to do