Poem -
MY PRAYER
NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP.
I PRAY TO GOD TO LAND ON MY FEET.
NO MONEY NO JOB NO STEADY PLACE TO LAY.
BUT I THANK YOU LORD FOR ANOTHER DAY.
THREE GIRLS ONE BOY I SWEAR IT'S NOT FAIR.
ONE MEAL A DAY SOMETIMES WE SHARE.
SO AS I LAY AND CLOSE MY EYS.
I PRAY DEAR LORD HELP ME MAKE IT RIGHT.
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Nice poem about a hard situation. I like the optimism in it. I am sure a lot of people can relate, very much to the general public.