Grace poem by Iris Carden
She maintains an air
of subtle, gentle, grace.
No matter the event
no matter what the pace.
Nothing ever seems
to interrupt her calm
even if others panic,
even if there’s an alarm.
She glides through life
with poise and with elegance.
She never does a thing
to cause someone offence.
She’s admired by those
who think their life is a mess.
They wish that they had been
with such grace and poise blessed.
She gets things done always
in the most efficient way.
And somehow finds the time
to help others through the day.
But no-one sees the work
behind the calm facade.
To stay poised and elegant
takes working very hard.
No-one knows her struggles
while she seems so calm and strong.
But deep below the surface,
she fights battles of her own.
She doesn’t share her troubles
with those who share her life.
She would never burden
others with any of her strife.
And if you feel inadequate
with all you see her do,
just know, below the surface,
she feels the same way too.
While you’re here…
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By Iris Carden
Iris Carden is an Australian indie author, mother, grandmother, and chronic illness patient. On good days, she writes. Because of the unpredictability of her health, she writes on an indie basis, not trying to meet deadlines. She lives on a disability support pension now, but her ultimate dream is to earn her own living from her writing.
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So much truth here, Iris! If people only knew what lay under the surface…💞💞💞
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Oh yes.
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