Nora Belle Bynum

(New York, New York)

Morning Prayer

Poem by Nora Belle Bynum

Each morning...I awaken
Asking the Father to give me "strength."
To make it through another day,
To help me do all the things
I am required to do; then more,
For life is golden!
Not one moment should be lost to evil deeds.
Time just flies...when
You are being most productive
in meeting your needs;
the needs of others, and
clearing up the garbage in the
Physical Universe

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003