Into tomorrow’s light
I will
Remember the beauty that
The lord took out time to
Create
And I will
Send up a prayer for the sick
In need of your touch
I do pray
You touch the eyes of those
Who is having trouble
Seeing all the beauty you create
For your sheep
“My Dear Lord”
Take your hand’s just wipe away
The tears
From the grief of sorrow laden
Heart’s tonight
Lord, just erased the weary hearts
That all lay in solitude
Last but “least my Lord”
Feed the hungry babies
They lay awake with empty
Stomach’s
I think I will just say “Thank
You Lord”
That Is all I ask of you
I Love you Lord
I’m your child please just
Rise your hand’s
And wipe away all this strife
Of this world
Amen, Amen
Carolyn Sears
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prayer-for-the-sick/
