“My Prayer,” New Era, Nov. 1985, 51
My Prayer
I guess all I really want to say is
Thank you.
I don’t want anything.
I don’t need anything.
Except to let you know that
I appreciate you.
Thank you
for creating rainbows after thunderstorms.
And for make such an essential thing
like sunlight
beautiful.
Thank you for creating a universe so immense
that I cannot begin to imagine all the beauty within,
and for leaving a few questions unanswered,
for me to ponder.
Thank you
for making people of so many different sizes and colors
and for teaching us all to smile in the same language.
Thank you
for giving us four seasons each so different and unique
that they seem new each time around
and
well … just thank you for the chance I have to start
all over fresh each day.
Thank you
for making such a perfect world
and for letting me borrow a corner of it for just a little while.
Most of all,
Thank you for listening.
Goodnight.