Weaving

Sadness can wrap itself
around and around
until you begin to doubt,
weaving itself and forming
into something that even
the light cannot reach.

Poem by J. Grace

 

 

light

Open up the shades
you hold so close
and let some light
into your world.

Poem by J. Grace

Her body is magic

Her body is magic.
Let it grow, let it shape,
The world.

Poem by J. Grace

the first

When it gets hard
and the weight of
everything burns,
remember

You were the first
to love this body
and soul.

Poem by J. Grace

More

I came to you not knowing
there was more to this life
than just surviving it.

Poem by J. Grace

Rest

Be gentle with yourself.
After a day of giving,
even the light needs rest.

Poem by J. Grace

The Stars

Do you also look up
at the stars, dear friend,
and wonder?

What can we do
but live
and make what short time
we have
lasting and bright.

Maybe the stars look down on us
and wonder, too.

Poem by J. Grace

Woman

Like my mother before me,
I was made to create.
And only I decide
What kind of beauty
I will imagine.

Poem by J. Grace

a beautiful life

Do not judge
or compare your hurts,
your years, and your joys
to another’s.

You have created
a beautiful life—
own it.

Poem by J. Grace

Goodnight

It’s the nights when you leave
too soon—
before my body aches
and I feel sleep overcome me—
that I am surrounded by the reality
of having to exist without you.

Poem by J. Grace