JUST A PRAYER AWAY

My strayed ones, slipping, sliding
falling down they further go,
away from all My love and warmth
to other gods their homage show.

How My heart does break and bleed
if only they could know,
that I am near, so very near
love and mercy’s here to flow.

But the clamour of this darkened world
blinds all to their true need,
ever wanting more and more
satisfied with nothing, feed their greed.

It’s so simple , all My children
turn around and walk My way,
I am close and watching over you
I am just a prayer away.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar. 02, 1999