Grace Poem by B. V. Dahlen

Grace



Nestled In her mother’s arms
Petal soft and cooing
She can melt the hardest heart
with no apparent wooing

Tiny one who’s presence here
Brightens even shadowed days
Washed my heart with happiness
With her trusting infant gaze

Grace they named you. Grace you are
Blessings showered from above
May your days be filled with joy
Always cradled with our love

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B. V. Dahlen

B. V. Dahlen

Hampton Roads, Virginia USA
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