Sunshine

Grace is…

Trees waving in wind,

Water rushing over rocks,

A meal and talk and an hour of peace in the sun,

Bills still getting paid.

Stories come,

And towns die,

And I cannot change my lot.

But, I can believe that it will always be enough,

And that tomorrow the sun will still shine.

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