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

somewhere between

Somewhere between good morning and goodnight, I found you. And somehow, even though you had a future already imagined, you wanted to create one with me. I think we must have looked at the night sky, and seen the same stars. Poem by J. Grace