My Poems

Poem: Gift of Grace

Gift of Grace

Gift of Grace

She dwindled
to a flicker of flame.

Lonely as a loon
in the morning mist,

life held only
shades of gray.

She traveled a wooded path
to where the river bends
beneath a willow tree,

happened upon a doe
and fawn grazing
at the water’s edge

eyes transfixed upon her
gentle, trusting

as if to say,

She surveyed her surroundings,
gratitude welling within—

to her world.

Photo by John Royle on Unsplash

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