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The Gift of Gracie (standard:poetry, 145 words)
Author: LoriAdded: Feb 09 2012Views/Reads: 1121/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I was given a challenge. Write nine line stanza with the subject of sour milk and strained peaches. Now for a forty-one year old woman it was a stretch to say the least. Then a friend reminded me I have The Gift of Gracie :-). Problem was solved!

The Gift of Gracie 

Sour milk and strained peaches 

have made the smell of my car unbearable. 

Oh how I long for tropical beaches. 

But love has captured my heart. 

All because of a miniature miracle. 

Her smile sends my heart rate off the charts. 

By her cries and laughter I'm beguiled. 

Her adorable face leaves me incurable. 

I now realize this precious baby is my grandchild. 

**Just a small side note** 

The day I wrote this poem I hadn't yet seen my granddaughter. She was a
month old and I hadn't even laid eyes on her. As life sometimes 
imitates art, I got a phone call from my son's ex-girlfriend's father 
asking if I wanted to see Gracie. I JUMPED at the chance :-). So, on 
the day I was writing about a hopeful future, God gave me a glimpse of 
my amazing present.


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