God’s Grace.
What’s there to say about the one they call Grace,
There are too many good things and so little space.
Always there to guide and support you like a brace
To keep you strong and sturdy, any time and any place.
An ear to lend to those who have their worries and fears,
Her shoulder is ready for the downpour of your tears.
A comrade you can trust in any conflict or war,
Scent that you’ll be thankful for, even from afar.
To those who befriend her, She is a valued ally.
Humble, loyal and trusting – surely she deserves a prize.
You are mistaken if you chose to scorn this special goddess,
For you must then face the wrath and hate of a million others.
The bond I share with her is unmatchable, a different level.
Grace is her name, another Godsent guardian angel.
An over-committed worker, aimed for quality and perfection.
But also loving and kind, full of care and affection.
Love You Tita =]
Jayce
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