Prayers Poem: 

At the lake we kids slept on the porch

rather didn't sleep but told stories till

one said, "We've forgotten our prayers!"

Then we all fell silent while prayers were

repeated rapidly in our heads till all four

said 'coup' meaning we were done and could

resume our play...recently I asked my sister

and without hesitation she sang and recited

first a song, "Gentle Jesus meek and mild,

Look upon a little child" Then, she said,

would come all the "God blesses," often

including dogs, cats, cows, pigs, then

another song, "Father we thank thee for the

night, And for the blessed morning light,"

finally the finale, before 'coup,' the Lord's

Prayer. My elderly sister knew all the verses

to the songs, as did I. We noted how quickly,

those years, we could race through our prayers,

in order to continue our nightly fun and games.

2023 Jacqueline Jackson

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