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@ Poetstry
2025-05-19 11:55:13
I watch them sleep, these little souls,
My whispered #prayer softly rolls.
Lord, make them pure, and guide their way,
Towards Your Light, come what may.
I hold the icon, worn and old,
A story of the brave and bold.
The #Righteous Path, so hard to tread,
Is lit by lives the Saints have led.
My own feet falter, weak I stand,
But hold their tiny #family hand.
I point to Him, the perfect One,
#JesusChrist, God's only Son.
Grant strength, dear Lord, for them, for me,
To live in #love and charity.
To seek His #virtue, day by day,
The Righteous One will light the way.
#prayer #Righteous