I try
to make my laughing prayers
Run
right up the sky
Each
day I pray for my wee ones
Pray
God don’t let them cry
Watch
each precious step they take
Be
there if they fall
Send
angels all about their heads
Watch
over one and all
Oh
Lord, they are so special
This
brown-eyed bunch I love
Send
angels every day to them
And
watch them from above
Guide
each little step they take
Keep
their priceless minds
Hold
each dear heart close to you
Help
them to be kind
Comfort
us who guide them
And
help us do what’s right
Bring
your angels daily near
And
keep watch o’er the night
Amen
cailin raine
Beautiful poem! We grammar are daily
ReplyDeletepraying for ours. Never off your mind. I am a GRAMMA and this is true and I am blessed!
Thank you! May I know who this Grandma is? I so appreciate your comment!! Yes the prayers are daily in this chaotic world we are living in!
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