Grace

Beauty today is grace on the 'morrow.

Love yesterday was not had.

Timely noise will always be,

amazing thought can always see.

Too much of anything is never enough.

Too little of everything I'll never know.

Two voices sing, Glorious news,

paper print of all the dues.

Fantastic choice is best to us.

Incredible minds are rarely found.

It cannot be a happenstance,

it's rarely, barely, just by chance.

Cards of wonder, card of Spare;

Cards of splendor, card of Dare;

Cards of some, card of Their;

Cards of snare, card will Tear;

Bells will ring, in the a.m. sing.

Tones will be; in life they bing.

Notes will play; in steady day.

Beauty is the Grace of May.

 K.A.P.

5/17/2009