Beauty Love And Grace
Beauty love and grace
Take shape in many forms
A cloud a tree a family
A sea in the midst of a storm
Beauty of itself
Can be a tricky and deceptive thing
Especially when possessed by woman
A bitter pleasure it often brings
Love has many faces
Some are sweet and some a crime
And some are not really love at all
It's what we all learn in time
Grace is grace pure and simple
It can not be mistaken
In kind eye and thoughtfulness
It must not be forsaken
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.