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Perfect description .. Grace Kelly was aptly named .....
Grace is like a soft, sheer magic covering a person wears that illuminates and calms……
Their face is open and smiling with eyes radiating utter acceptance of….whatever is……
Their hands are bare and open…outward, ready to accept and handle….whatever comes...
Their feet are firm and steady, but their knees are flexed, able to bend and absorb change.
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VictoriaP
on May 6, 2008 at 6:43 PM
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Perfect description .. Grace Kelly was aptly named .....
Grace is like a soft, sheer magic covering a person wears that illuminates and calms……
Their face is open and smiling with eyes radiating utter acceptance of….whatever is……
Their hands are bare and open…outward, ready to accept and handle….whatever comes...
Their feet are firm and steady, but their knees are flexed, able to bend and absorb change.
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VictoriaP
on May 6, 2008 at 6:40 PM
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Wow, wonderful account ~ you write prose/poetry with such ease and quality...I like it ~ write on!!!
~Elyse
posted by
elysianfields
on April 23, 2008 at 9:42 PM
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A prose poem for sure!
It is strange, is it not, the imaginings we have walking in the woods, enveloped by the woodland smells?
Carl Peter
posted by
cpklapper
on April 23, 2008 at 9:43 AM
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It was the grace of God. A soft blanket of protection in times of fear. I like this development. It could still be a poem in journal form. sam
posted by
sam444
on April 23, 2008 at 7:22 AM
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