The Grace Of TomorrowA Poem by Don ShawSometimes the pain is beyond human aid.
The Grace Of Tomorrow
In my hour of restless slumber, my mind often begins to wonder.How will i make it through tomorrow, with the pain i feel today? Then He gently whispers, deep within my soul. Through My Grace, you will carry on. Through My Grace, you will feel My love. Through My Grace, I will lift you high. Through My Grace, My dear child,
© 2012 Don ShawFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorDon ShawSan Angelo, TXAboutI love the art of expression, be it of paint or pen, or a spoken word. more..Writing
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