Innocence Of A Child’s Prayer

Barbara C Rowe Author



Innocence of a Child’s Prayer



There is a small boy

Who knelt down by his bed to pray one night.

This is what he said:


Dear Jesus,

I know you are used to hearing grownup’s prayers.

I am little, but could you, maybe, hear my prayers tonight?

My grandpa is sick and has something I can’t say,

And he doesn’t feel like playing with me anymore.

I never had a daddy,

And Mama said he did not want me.

Jesus, why would he not want me?

I don’t think I did anything wrong.

My mama works at night at the diner

While I stay home by myself.

I am scared, so I make a tent in my room to hide.

I have a flashlight, too.

I wonder why other kids in school make fun of me.

Billy said I was a welfare kid.

I sure…

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