My Second Letter To Grace Poem by John G. Nelson

I’m deeply sorry, I bugged thou so.
But I’m grateful, I met thy so.
Something, some time, never change
Something, some time, do change.

many as many people, in our world
but some live not, up to their words,
But, that’s ok, we all make mistakes.
Yet, some just can’t bear or take.

a beautiful place; I wish. I could be
all I’ve done, but my efforts still wee.
Yet, my heart has refused giving up
I may firmly stand, I never give in.

I, for days, night, carry on my search,
I continue digging, unfolding, till I reach.
A day, I find a rock, that smell like me.
When find, I cherish, and grace will be.

Knowledge cried in the public place,
many refused to embrace the race.
wisdom they seek not, but race they trace
never gear thy ego, begetting empty space.

When grown in wisdom, we never bleak
Learning, the meaning, we then speak.
Pulling out the abyss, we then preach.
Thanks; this goal thou one day reach.