Grace
As the Maker was done making
He then looked upon his work
Beautiful with great variation
And with a smile, not with a smirk
He told us: 'Go and be about your business
Live with conscience, sow and sprout
Each of you I give a purpose
Do your duty, make me proud
I, your Maker, soon will judge you
Time for me is swift and fast
But for you it may be ages
Still your history is not my past
I, your Maker, will keep watching
Each of you, I see you all
Keep the grace that you are given
Don't discard it, do not fall.’
Wendy Nipas
Copyright © Wendy Nipas | Year Posted 2020
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