Failures into graces.

 

Thank you for your gentle love, 

Your sweet love.

That shines in darkest places 

The sun you give

Born from above,

To whom people turn their faces 

Thank you for your strong love, 

Your good love. 

That with us 

Changes places 

Who we can always think of

When we have lost the traces. 

So many different tongues 

There are

So many different races 

But only there is one love 

That turns failures into graces. 

Joseph Morriss

Charente ,La France 

15.8.24

For my sweet companion.