A Prayer Inside My Pocket

Short prayer I say Each day I keep all day Each night I breathe and pray With my sweater, all night I dream so gay Clothes I wear with no pocket I change and bring with locket Picture of faith I keep in a bucket All year round I lit with socket Whenever I feel blue I just sing Songs of fife that life can bring Songs I bite without a sting Melodies I strike with my light string Strings of faith and joy I play Keeping my feet on the ground, not stray Living a life so cool that lay Wreaths and olives I reap, not wray One day I lost my faith Erred and haunted by wraith Wisp of tendrils creeping and saithe Noshing my body and molded like dearth Then instant light flashed on my face, I freezed I was speechless, frozen without a mouthpiece A prayer inside my pocket that please Sweater I wore again to keep myself at ease