First Prayer

This is my first prayer, Sweet Jesus,
Though I've heard my mommy pray
And I talked along with Daddy when
He prayed yesterday.
But now I'm here, all by myself,
And I've said my 'Lay me down',
The 'blesses' and 'thank You's'
And the 'make wells' all around.

I'd like to make a grown up prayer
From me, just me alone, and
Talk to You, dear Jesus, 'bout
The things right here at home.
I got so mad, dear Jesus,
When I couldn't have my way.
I forgot to say, "I'm sorry" to
Some friends who came to play.

My kitty has some babies,
Out in Grandpa's furnace shell
And I can't reach them, Jesus,
I wonder who to tell?
I got some new shoes, Jesus,
And a ribbon for my hair.
I saw a little boy who always
Sits in a rolling chair.

That bothered me, dear Jesus
For, I realized and knew
My legs run everywhere I want
And I've never said, "Thank You!"
Please, help that little boy get well,
I want that, oh, so bad!
Bless me, now, dear Jesus,
For the first prayer I have had.

My little eyes are droopy,
I nod my little head.
With sweet, sweet peace from Jesus,
I crawl into my bed!

© 2003 Joan Clifton Costner
Joans Poetry;
Under His Wings

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