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G is for ... Grace

Quiescent whisper
Trembles. Footfalls of Your Grace.
All my yearnings yield.

Jenny Matlock
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  1. carol l mckJuly 2, 2015 at 3:11 PM

    'Grace' ~ a divine word for G and lovely haiku! ~ love the quiescent whisper!

    Happy Weekend,
    Happy Fourth of July to the USA
    artmusedog and carol

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  2. BettyJuly 3, 2015 at 3:23 PM

    May you always have Grace in your life! Have a wonderful 4th.

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsJuly 3, 2015 at 5:44 PM

      May grace abound to you, too.
      A splendid 4th of July and an equally splendid weekend to you.

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  3. Su-sieee! MacJuly 3, 2015 at 9:33 PM

    I like it. Have a wonderful 4th of July!
    The View from the Top of the Ladder

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  4. Splendid Little StarsJuly 6, 2015 at 8:16 PM

    ah. lovely!

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  5. JennyJuly 15, 2015 at 11:53 AM

    Ah.

    Haikus.

    So simple to read, so difficult to create.

    This was absolutely Grand.

    Thank you for sharing it for the letter G.

    A+

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  6. Whispering ThoughtsJuly 15, 2015 at 5:54 PM

    Thank you so much Jenny. I loved your calling it absolutely Grand.

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