In Search of Grace
Time has changed me, many ways for good
though a few vices have certainly taken root.
Lately find myself missing the old (the young?)
me I've seemingly left behind.
Awkward as she was, I miss her sweetness,
her naiveté, her ready laughter.
Each morning search for a softness
I'm hard pressed to find.
Glimpse her in my youngest's hugs,
an old song, a look in my husband's eyes;
Reach my hand out, invite her back.
Find she is very shy.
by Margaret Bednar, July 19, 2015
This is for "Imaginary Garden of Real Toads - Sunday Mini Challenge - Goodness Gracious" The above photo I took in Prospect Park, Brooklyn NY - and used the Waterlogue App.