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Jason Douglas Pruitt

Peace

Precious is gold and silver,
but more precious is that
person who is a peace giver.

And, it is that, that you
do give to me so often
even when I am most blue.

Most covetted life of grace
that lends my soul excitement
at the presence of your face,

Will you touch my hand
to reassure this distraught heart
of the tranquility that you command.

In the depths of the dark night
when fear gapes at me with
sharp fangs and claws of fright,

Your light explodes through,
pushing away the gruesome
beast with your valiant rescue.

There, fear committed to release
by your precious friendship
restores once again welcomed peace.