Grace, Love and Hope

Grace,
floats softly down
on golden sunlit wings.

Love,
whispered into pain
makes the darkness sing.

Hope,
when held tightly
is no small thing.

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Kelly says:

May 27, 2015 at 7:38 pm

Reblogged this on Exclusive Inflictions and commented:
These are fantastic! Well done, Mark. 🙂

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Vashti Quiroz-Vega says:

May 28, 2015 at 11:46 am

Beautiful poem. Your words gave me goosebumps. Loved the picture too. 😀

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1. Mark says:
  
  May 29, 2015 at 12:58 pm
  
  Thank you so much Vashti!
  
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