A Prayer For My Youngest Son
A PRAYER FOR MY YOUNGEST SON
TELL the strong Holy Ghost, "Stand
byside myself at my head"
That my Isaac may be comforted
into a beautifully sound sleep,
nor fear, nor turn in the bed.
That morning comes and the sun
is decidedly brilliant as a
best friend; and departing
darkness between night and light
are as the same friend!
That i bid the Ghost have its
sword in hand for malicious
elements, this day so many --
that few have never realized!
The many joys and aspirations
realized! The pain, too.
That humans are fallible
makes life beautiful.
That you are beautifully
human is what nature enjoys!
You! Without haughty deed
and though awaits upon
his wondrous days,
i watch the stars start to
sing -- the cosmos' symphony!
:: 09-10-2016 ::
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