As each night Passeth, my strength returns
To feel love and inspiration, for
Everything that’s precious, and new.
Strength in my bones grow daily
Although stairs at first were tough,
But with each step grew courage
which helped me carry on.
To see real pain, within this precious
Beyond compare, of life’s true diversities
as with each given prayer.
‘Please, my Heavenly Father, please
Take these nasty pains away
For I really need my mummy,
to come home with me today?’
As prayers were heartily given, in faith,
And love of God
Each heart-felt prayer was answered
as I returned to loved ones all.
So I begin to grow in strength
I feel the Power of Prayer.
I know that I’m tenderly cared for
as heart-felt prayers are said
as each night continually Passeth.
© Sharon-Elizabeth Walker, 2012