I prayed for golden mornings
and for skies of bluest hues,
that you would have the sunshine
to wipe away your blues.

I prayed for gentle raindrops
that would fall upon the grass,
so you would have green carpets
to enjoy as you walked past.

I prayed for heavenly rainbows
to remind you of God’s love,
so you would always know
you’re watched over from above.

And as the day was waning,
as stars gave out their light,
I prayed your special angel
would guide you through the night.

© Forrest Phelps-Cook 2007

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