A little child
Besides his bed
With folded hands
Beneath his head
Considers all
He’d done today
Then softly he
Begins to pray
Dear Jesus bless
My mum and dad
And help me not
To be too bad
I’m sorry that
I scratched the car
With that big heavy
Iron bar
It wasn’t all
My fault you know
But someone called,
I had to go.
I told no one,
I knew I should.
I know that
Wasn’t really good
But even when
I’m really dumb
I love my Daddy
And my Mum.
Bless my Mum and
Dad and me
And thank you
For a lovely tea
But dearest Jesus,
While you’re there
Please, will you bless
My Teddy bear?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is adorable George. Very sweet. Sincerely, Mary