Prayertime Memories
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I placed my little hands in a prayer position
In my young fervor mind, I called Papa Jesus' loving attention
Knelt on bed with mom and dad, we sang our spiritual song
And prayed that I’ll grow in this world like flower that blooms.
I thanked Papa Jesus for my mom and dad
Who always took care of me... gave their best not to make me sad
I thanked Him for the world we live in
For the beautiful nature nurtured by the sun, wind and rain.
I thanked Papa Jesus for giving us a home
My mom and dad’s job which provided us drinks and foods
I thanked Him for all His graces and the church we go
Which will always keep us in His ways and forever grow.
I prayed to Papa Jesus to fully bless my childhood
That I may grow in His love, serve Him through others in my adulthood
That I may grow with patience, kindness and loving care
Like mom and dad who always think of me… so good, so dear.
I prayed that my life will give my parents’ happiness
To compensate their great sacrifices in huge differences
I prayed that my simple dreams or wish will be a success
And to always protect us from all dangers and sickness.
May 29, 2015 9.05pm
Also inspired by my childhood prayer time mem’ries
Fourth Place
Contest: Prayertime Memories
Judged: 5/18/2015
Sponsor: Poet Isaiah Zerbst
Copyright © Len Gasun | Year Posted 2015
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