In mornings that echo the same,
With routines that rarely reclaim,
There’s a soft hidden grace,
In the ordinary pace,
And gratitude learns how to name.
About the Creator
Taylor Ward
From a small town, I find joy and grace in my trauma and difficulties. My life, shaped by loss and adversity, fuels my creativity. Each piece written over period in my life, one unlike the last. These words sometimes my only emotion.
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