looking through the mirror tonight
I see the reflection of my face
noticing my youth that slowly fades
like leaves falling off a vine
this vessel is aging, time is running
as if letting go, of what once was lost
to gain the worth that shines
from the center that is within
waiting for tomorrow with confidence
for my race is not yet run
this glow is not my own
it’s the Grace that shines down upon
to give back the dawn of a day.. once gone |
Submission Name: portrait of grace
