Billye Phillips Beck

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Working Man's Prayer

Dear Lord, excuse my cowboy boots, my Wranglers and my cap.
I'm praying on my way to work, for I'm a working chap
I didn't go to college, I'm just a common man.
You ,too, were a carpenter, Lord, so I know you understand.

Because Of The Name

Face of an angel, with beauty rare,
masking the pain that was hidden there.
Too many times she was abused,
bearing the burden, alone and confused.

Full Circle

Well, I'm going out, Lord, the same way I came in,
No hair, no teeth, can't talk, and wrinkles in my skin.
I lie here on this cold hard bed and try to fight the fear,
Biting on my trembling lips, holding back the tears.


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