GRACE

 

When I saw her

I fell in love with Grace

Though her reputation

Was as a straight lace

But I didn’t see that

At all in her face

I went and asked “Would

You dance with me Grace”

She said she would

“But nothing fast paced”

So I placed my hand

On the curve of her waist
And pulled her towards me

And though she was chaste

She didn’t pull away

Or repell my haste

So I danced the next dance

With the beautiful Grace

And the one after that

With a smile on my face

We left the dance floor

With fingers interlaced

On the day I placed my hand

On the curve of her waist
Was the day I fell in love

And my life was Graced