Living Grace - Poem by Carolyn Brunelle
A mother's tears may bless the path;
a lantern held
high in each child's skies.
But someone else leads us
and guides us on your way;
a living grace from within
that brings us through each day.
It leads us down the many roads
till we learn we are never alone;
till the power of faith lights inside us
and we can find our own way home.
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