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A Child's Prayer by louis gander © 2009 I woke up this morning but my mommy wasn't there. The sun was shining brightly so I knew my mommy cared. I pulled off my pajamas - put on my favorite dress - went out to find my mommy, with hopes, her I'd impress. Though she was drinking coffee, with phone up to her ear - I said, "Good morning mommy! I'm very glad you're here." I must have interrupted her. I guess she didn't hear, so I mouthed the words, "I love You" - and tried to whisper clear. I made myself some cereal as I, each morning, do. Some say she doesn't love me, but I know it isn't true. Then later in the morning while going into town - She had the radio on as if I was not around. In the mall together walking, I reached up for her hand - but I guess she didn't see it or didn't understand. Later, in my room alone - just my doll and me - she called me up to dinner with a book and her TV. Now tonight, here in my bed, I'm laying on my back - and tears are rolling down my cheeks. Mom seems a bit off-track. So I whisper, a little prayer, (each eye covered with a palm). I say a prayer to Jesus - and thank Him for my mom. "Jesus, mommy loves me - no matter what You see. She shows me by her actions - please Jesus, just agree ." "Mommy is so short of time. in circles, she gets dizzy. But if you get a chance, dear Lord - please help, she gets so busy. "She's always working very hard - such little time, has she. I know if mom was here right now, she'd dry these tears for me. "So Jesus, don't be angry. I love her quite a lot. Please help her with her trials. My mom is all I've got." |
 This poem was a finalist in the June 2009 poetry contest |
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