Upon there face <br />hollowed line <br />doth etch. <br /> <br />Beginning to end <br />so said story <br />etching of the <br />lines. <br /> <br />The rivers of there <br />trying times <br />it is so. <br /> <br />Such occrrued running <br />of tears <br />amongst the years <br />straight from <br />eye to mouth <br />will so hide. <br /> <br />Grace such a life <br />lived so did abide <br />kindness in giving <br />did try to hide. <br /> <br />Not from arrogance <br />of pride soul in light <br />does reside. <br /> <br />Brightest of light <br />none proffer to hide <br />stepping stones so. <br /> <br />Where they help one <br />up for double or triple <br />such light none may <br />ever hide.<br /><br />Uloia Norris Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/age-of-grace-2/
