Every night when the stars are glowing,
and little eyes are closing.
He talks to God,
he prays that someday that this pain would go away.
He ponders of reasons and questions why it has to be like this.
A prayer of wisdom of words,
a prayer of protection, and direction.
After he is done, and say almen,
he closes his eyes for the night.
By the next day, he tells me.
I pray for you every night.
As the stars shine, and the wind sighs.
I pray to god, that he would take your pain away.
I don't know wheat else to do, but i hope that my prayers do help.
I smile, and thank you for all his help.
Then once again the moon comes up again.
the stars shine threw out the sky,
I lay in bed and think of how great of a friend I have.
I pray to God and thank him for allowing me to have someone to care,
and to be there.
Comments
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my spellin n grama SUCK
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Really good poem. There were some mistakes but really good poem!


