OF AN AMAZING GRACE

OF AN AMAZING GRACE

Awakened from an afternoon nap, I arose

and peeped out through the veranda window.

My weary eyes suddenly burst wide open in utter

amazement at what was being canvassed before them.

There, sitting on the grass with folded legs was

this cute little-hued girl staring into the hedges.

A more focused look revealed another little black

one sitting in familiar pose, staring right back at her.

Both seemed to be just sitting there staring at each other

with tongues sticking out and swerving around their mouths.

Quietly and motionless, I stood there watching them for what

seemed to have been hours but was only for just a few minutes.

Once I clearly realized who the other character was, my heart began

loudly beating like a roaring train.  Then, as a cloud passed across the sun,

the other character gently uncoiled, waged its tail, and slowly crawled

off; and turning towards me, the child waved and asked me if all was ok.