My friend wanted to send him his prayers
And all of his hopes and cares,
And to give him all of his heartfelt wishes
To him and also for his misses.
He wanted to send him all of his concerns
How again this type of crime burns,
He was so very happy that he walked away
For him once again he did pray.
My friend had cried and shedded another tear
When the news the first time he did hear,
He also wanted to send him his support
Happy he was the assassins failed at the resort.
My friend wanted to send him his soul
That would of been his main goal,
But, unto his sadness and to his regret
He couldn't, so he was sad and upset.
He then wanted to send him his crucifix
Which protects him from all his conflicts,
But, he said he probably doesn't need that
Because, he says he's a Republican and not a Democrat.
My friend wanted to send him his all
All that he had to do was just to call,
He wanted to give him all that he ever had
Because, he makes him feel so very proud and glad.
He wanted to send him another prayer
To freely reach him either here or there,
Thankfully, his hopes and wishes by him was read
But, he asked my friend for cash instead.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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