A Prayer For Angels Poem by JohnPeter Creighton

Dear Lord God,

I don't know

what

I could have done,

but if I listen, will you tell me?

Dear Lord Jesus

I fell in pieces

and all of my men

could do nothing.

Would you, please;

I know you can! I can!

My Lord, my God,

I know your word.

But I have been oh,

such a turd.

Let me break down

& fertilize.

I decompose

& realize.

When life begins once more anew

let me just be a little roo.

a little rue

will sometimes do,

but sooner or later,

you alligator,

you got to get up

from that muddy crawl

and proudly walk

down through the hall.

Amen.