Prayer

I've talked a million times,
To God...you see.
Over the very things,
That are bothering me.

But it will be different,
When I leave this base.
And come out in heaven,
And we meet face to face.

A life time on earth,
With efforts all vain.
And a life here together,
That has caused so much pain.

How can it be better,
This much I don't know.
How can I live else where,
So it will not show?

I can not imagine,
In those realms up above.
How a hurt can be remedied,
With out a sprinkling of love.


E.P. 1908 - 1989