Grace
Inner peace and outer beauty
the two meld in one scene of serenity
I breathe it in and it completes me
A bold statement to sit so pretty
when winter snow is about to fall
peace is a tangible gift to one and all
And I hear death's sweet call
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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