One Small Child With One Small Prayer Poem by Shea Anderson

One Small Child With One Small Prayer



One morning a small girl was waching her mother getting ready for work.
As she applied her lipstick the girl sends up a small prayer.
'Dear Jesus if your listing please let me grow up to be just like my mama. Amen.'

Many years has past sence this prayer was sent up.
The small girl's mother was never there anymore.
Never saw her first loose tooth or her first day of school.

The young child is now a young adult.
That has been pushed out to find a world that feeds on weaknesses.
I still don't understand why I couldn't have the mother I could run to
that would chase away my fears or share my tears.

If I could chage anything it would be that small prayer I sent up many years ago.
'Dear Jesus if you are listning I pray that you will grant me the strength
to one day be the mother my mother wasn't. Amen.'

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Shea Anderson

Shea Anderson

Georgia
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