Bill Grace


Three Lights - Poem by Bill Grace

If you can witness
The coming of bright morn's light
Do so and celebrate your great good fortune,
But, remember the humble candle when enclosed by darkness
For the issue in our lives is frequently hope
Which often can feed on very little and live
So a humble flickering flame can remind us
That we are not alone - at least long enough to hope.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 4, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, December 3, 2010


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