A Prayer For Her
Beneath a tree
In dead of winter
Snow begins its' fall
And in prayer I enter
To pray for a girl
So young and fine
That God would touch
And calm her mind
The power of her youth
I wish she would know
Like the strenght of the sun
And the beauty of the snow
I won't pray for the father
Not the friends nor the preachers
But the path that she walks
And Gods' wisdom to teach her
Life is more than more
And less than that
It's everything that is
Right where she's at
Hold her hand Lord
And take her away
To the life deserved
Forever to stay
Thank you Lord
And thank you again
All these things I pray
In your name amen.
A pain in my heart
As I walked from the tree
Striking like lightning
I fell to my knees
I had thought when I prayed
That God could take mine
Give my life to her
And that would be fine.
Face in the snow
I smile while dying
That tomorrow will come
With wings I'll be flying
And she will wake up
All problems resolved
A life to live
With no pain at all
Copyright © Micah Freeman | Year Posted 2009
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