Grace is such a special thing,
Illusively flowing like a piece of string.
Who can catch this fleeting gift
That keeps the clueless lost and miffed?
A pleasant present sent from Heaven
Fathomless without expression.
A seed of hope that lights the way
To favour, love and brighter days.
So, where can we find this famous prize?
That builds up hope , let confidence rise.
Like floating stars out of reach
Twinkling brightly to those who seek .
MARYANN BOSAH 