Remembering Grace
I danced with Grace across marble floors
Her whispers still linger "I am yours, take me"
We waltzed on over to the nearest door
A coat room that we sanctioned heavenly
These memories survive, still haunting me
Copyright © Mitch White | Year Posted 2011
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