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Prayer Through Life

Close by a crumbled bike In the street where a child has fell Through the tears come a prayer The child is alive and well While on the damp ground lay Battle rage in the jungle war In silence come a prayer And life for many years more Life coming close to end Drugs and drink to survive the day On the knees come a prayer Then life turned a new way A faint smile the face hold Frail body from age tremble slight To the light come a prayer An old friend clasp the hand tight

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Date: 2/20/2017 10:18:00 AM
I like this, James! There are an unlimited amount of opportunities to pray each day. What a difference it would make in our world if we all took advantage of them. Blessings, Kim
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