Dear God hear my plea,
made with heavy heart,
please listen close to me,
as my needs I must impart.
Help my Dad through this spell,
his health has downward gone,
in hospital he must now dwell,
until major surgery's done.
His heart has let him down you see,
his breathing is laboured also,
we need you now to set him free,
of pain, of fear, of tears that flow.
I do believe you hear me God,
my feelings you won't maroon,
please don't take him from us Lord,
even though he's in late bloom.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem of any type that is spiritual in nature |
Author Notes
Thank you to MinoYasue for a beautiful picture.
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