Grace and Solitude
Grace how sweet you are in my time of need, I prayed I even wanted to plead. Will I need to bleed, please have pity on me I decreed. My solitude feels like a beach topped with seaweed, I am sitting in the sun but cannot succeed. All alone my cares do need, you must have trust in deed. I need to get out of this with speed, all I want to do is sit here and read. Grace I hope you have not fled, I need you more than white bread. Thank you for the hope and seed, I now feel I can proceed.
Date Written: 4/24/2020
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2020
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