Far above me,
Lives a child
We know her as Grace.
Like me, she shares my face, similar
Making me see them
Because I need to see this Grace.
Open beyond jewels and finally see her face.
Iconic, crystalized in memories, causing
Never let us forget
Times we knew this Grace.
Real. She is real. Grace
Eternally is real.
Alternatively, people won’t understand
Little do they know, that Grace is real!