My Dear Rishi,
I tried calling you few times but no one answered the phone. Hope you are doing well and enjoying your holidays.
Today's poem is called, "What is Grace?" I don't know who is the author. I found this poem very helpful over the past five years and still continue to do so especially now as I am not sure if and when I can see you again. Hopefully one day as you grow older you can visit your old man love.
When we are sure we can't get through another minute and we do,
Singapore Zoo: May 31st, 2012
I tried calling you few times but no one answered the phone. Hope you are doing well and enjoying your holidays.
Today's poem is called, "What is Grace?" I don't know who is the author. I found this poem very helpful over the past five years and still continue to do so especially now as I am not sure if and when I can see you again. Hopefully one day as you grow older you can visit your old man love.
What is Grace?
Anonymous
When we are sure we can't get through another minute and we do,
that is the Grace of Creator life in us,
When we are sure we can't find the light and we do.,
that is the Grace of the Light of world in us.
When we are sure we can't take one more breadth and we do,
that is the Grace of Spirit breathing through us,
Grace means that we are not alone, we are always accompanied.
I love you Rishi and miss you.
With lots of love, hugs and kisses..
Love,
Daddy
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