God Heard Him Pray
She thought she’d be alone,
when her son went to war to defend his home,
but that day he returned from active duty,
as he knew he would,
she ran toward her son as fast as she could,
her breath coming in gasps,
from excitement as much as exertion,
years waiting,
while the war was debating,
she prayed for her son,
every night until her mind went numb,
the reports came,
the situation insane,
he was fighting in such hostility,
bombing this city, that city,
deep down, and miles away,
she could feel his pity,
but through all that razor-edged day,
God heard him pray,
and he returned home,
God wouldn’t have it any other way.
Copyright © Frank F. Atanacio | Year Posted 2009
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