- A Prayer From The War Victims -
A empty face, dirty and dried tears on his cheeks
Eyes that have already experienced too much
A boy of 5 years folds his hands so small
and hope his prayer to heaven will reach
Life is so cruel and he need a friend -
My mother and my father ... I do not know where
My home in ruins ... bombs have destroyed it
So heavenly father ... can you hold my hand
Hold around my little body ...
Comfort me
Love me
I'm only 5 years old and so scared
Amen
Contest Name :Bible
Sponsor:Regina Riddle
- Thank you for my 6 space in the contest -
16.08.2014
A-L Andresen :)
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