I’m no angel, but I try,
every new day and all night.
If this world is what I see,
it was painted just for me.

Spray my words with dusty light,
understood with sound and sight.
Feelings sing whimsical tones,
so those touched can be atoned.

Miracles on solid ground
all unknowns instantly found.
Every eye captures pure truths,
without need for any proof.

Each new day is wrapped in joy,
new adventures flip a coin.
Fresh perceptions form clear views,
grab the brush and paint them true.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy

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  1. My dear Grace, this is absolutely spectacular. What a divine flow and I especially love that final line, it definitely is one that pulses in the heart. You are one amazing artist of creation, my friend!!!

  2. Wow, this is so beautiful! Really creative, Grace! Your poems have such a lovely flow, they’re like medicine. The last line, I loved that last line. Stunning ❀❀

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