Her name was Grace–
tall and strong.
She blew a winnowing breath ‘cross me.
Chaff of anger, sadness, fear sailed ‘way in her breeze;
til all was left was my precious grain.
And I,
tall and strong as she.
Her name was Grace–
tall and strong.
She blew a winnowing breath ‘cross me.
Chaff of anger, sadness, fear sailed ‘way in her breeze;
til all was left was my precious grain.
And I,
tall and strong as she.
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