She was fair of face and elegant of motion. She showed a rare form of speed, and was graceful in action. Grace could have won the race. She ran at a fair pace I tripped her and she fell She was badly hurt, I could tell, I thought of saving Grace Instead I chose to save face Because I had lost my nerve What else do I deserve So give me some space I’ll disappear without trace Now you have heard what I did to Grace. https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2021/08/01/august-2021-writing-prompts