Grow In Grace Poem by Mary Louise Mann Gabumpa

How were the days?
When once life was lay,
As happy and fair.

Waking up, smiling as always,
The sun with a royal crowned is-
Just splendid in many ways!

Happy as I go
To the fields where green grass grow;
Run and twirl... 'till I lay low.

Raindrops! I watch,
In my windowpane, my palm they match;
Amaze at a wonderful sight as such!

At night, as I sleep,
So serene, the midnight sky peeps;
Again! Looking forward what tomorrow beeps.

How I pray
That life will not be with complacency
Now, as I grow in grace.