From Grace

From Grace

A Poem by dawn aulis

From Grace

Once you looked into my eyes and saw heaven’s gate,

And you thought that our love was intended by fate.

Loved you so much that I could not believe,

Gave you my heart, which I wore on my sleeve.

So long ago, now times have changed.

What you once believed true, is now all rearranged.

How do you see me, now that I’ve fallen from grace?

Fell down from heaven and landed flat on my face.

Tried doing right, but I did so much wrong,

How will you see me, now that I no longer belong?

My halo is broken, but for sure not my faith,

The truth has been spoken, with anger and hate.

If you look for the ugly, you will find it for sure,

Something I learned, I thought my heart was pure.

But evil was there along with the good,

Buried down deep, I wish you understood.

It was hard to live up to, that halo of mine,

To always be perfect, have never a crime.

I stood on that pedestal, so frightened to fall,

You watched with such awe, till I hit the wall.

Now you must see, I am just like the rest,

Broken and bruised, and put to the test.

Not down for the count, or ready to give in,

I just may make it, I just may win.

Peace in my heart, now that I’m no longer afraid,

Now I am free, so let the memories fade.

© 2013 dawn aulis


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Oh, what lovely words these are! Well done!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Encore! This is absolutely lovely. I have definitely been there before, and just pray daily that I don't visit there again.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Sherbrooke, Quebec, Canada



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