Her prayer

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Her prayer

Her prayer 
She sat there on her knees 
And she began to pray 
She was asking god 
To help her through another day 
She spoke to him in passages 
That we're written in his word
With his guarantee 
That they would not go unheard 
Then the gates of heaven opened 
And outward stretches his hand 
He lifted up her spirt
Which is more than she had planned
He held her troubled heart
And soothed it with his love 
He comforted her in a way 
That could only be of above
He whispered in her ear
That this too shall pass
And I'm here to comfort you
As long as this will last 
I'll never leave you or forsake you
You are my loving child
And she said " thank you father "
And looked to the sky and smiled

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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