Melting (an acrostic poem)

Most people called her a witch, and she was worse than that

Everything was about her, and her “sisters”

Lording it over all those around them

To think that Gale girl had dropped in like a load of bricks

It had destroyed everything they had built

Now she had to admit Gale had good taste in shoes

Getting them might be a tale for the ages

 

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Grace (an acrostic poem)

Given freely, with no strings attached

Reaching out without expectations of reparations

Acting when the opportunity arises

Caring about the person no matter the differences

Engaging each other as brothers and sisters