The Prayer

Lord, grant me a return to dignity, prayed the lady to the Lord for I hath no way of substance now and my clothing keeps me cold. With my autumn days upon me and no monies to behold with only fears of poverty as my coffers hold no gold. I plead to you for mercy-your protection and nowt else Pray, let me wait in comfort now until my winter's days take hold. The good Lord smiled on this lady a blameless life she had led He sent to her his blessings-and she slept content within her bed. In peace she was most thankful and to the heavens she did smile for certain there within her heart knew the Lord would provide.