Prayer For Grace
Pray for Grace when you lose your place
Between the lines she redefines with a word
Take care to mend ways as her choirs descend to raise
Hope eternal emanates from the pores of her perfect face
Reads with clarity absolute the cycle from smiles to screams
Isn't it awful when your thoughts pull apart at the dreams
She sends from a well of joy where the world ends and heaven
Appears to lose the words you race
Pray for Grace when you chose your place.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers

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Written on 2014-04-13 at 10:32




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