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For one of the two Jeanne's I know here. The one who can no longer hear.


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16 hours ago, Bill "Papa" Lee said:

I am not the kind of poet who looks at a tree, and just writes about it, although I have at times. I am more of a theme writer. after reading your (Her)  recent story, these few words inspired this poem. So this is for you...first draft.

 

A Simple Prayer

 

A simple prayer to Thee, O Lord,

Let me hear thy voice.

A fervent cry, born of want

Not arrogance or choice.

 

Build in me a righteous heart,

One filled with perfect light.

Let not, my soul wander more

In this world of endless night.

                                            

Let me hear thee as you pass,

In the whisper of the tree.

Let me see thee in the eyes

Of others just like me.

 

Let me feel the Master’s touch

When I am so in need.

Give to me this healing power,

This most of all I plead!

 

Let me feel thy music sweet,

When I struggle so to hear.

Send thy Angels with joyous song,

To vanquish all my fear.

 

Grant unto me a giving soul

That I might be aware.

For all of those, who also cry

From, longing and despair.

 

Fill my eyes with tenderness

Erase the sin of doubt.

Let my tears heal this pain,

Least evil find me out.

 

Take from me the sin of pride

That restricts the bended knee,

Better that my legs should brake

That my pleadings thou receive.

 

Give to me a lighter step,

Not heavy feet of clay.

That harden in the hot day sun

And never find their way.

 

Give unto me, thy words life

That I may therein write.

 To show that even such as I

 Am worthy in thy sight.

 

Some say that  I ask too much,

Of one who is not there.

But I know of whom I ask

In faith, and simple prayer.

 

William E. Leegg

August 19, 2017

I am in tears....oh that I could more than feel the breeze within the trees...and the message inside of all of this is clear.  Thank you Papa..thank you!!  Prayer has been the sound within the silence...and the feet of clay..is often replaced with a rhythm to a song...I believe we do pray to the same God..thank you!

I am printing this out..to put in sight for every day of my  life!!

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5 hours ago, Jeanne said:

I am in tears....oh that I could more than feel the breeze within the trees...and the message inside of all of this is clear.  Thank you Papa..thank you!!  Prayer has been the sound within the silence...and the feet of clay..is often replaced with a rhythm to a song...I believe we do pray to the same God..thank you!

I am printing this out..to put in sight for every day of my  life!!

I am glad that it helped, and I thank you. Sometimes I wonder how or If I can still write, then you tell a simple "wonderful" story, and it comes flowing back. So many of my poems came as a result of my Mother, asking me to pray or to write about something. Often it would  be things I would never think about, until she asked. 

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On 8/19/2017 at 9:40 PM, Bill "Papa" Lee said:

A Simple Prayer

 

 

A simple prayer to Thee, O Lord,

Let me hear thy voice.

A fervent cry, born of want

Not arrogance or choice.

 

... Some say that  I ask too much,

 

Of one who is not there.

But I know of whom I ask

In faith, and simple prayer.

 

William E. Lee

August 19, 2017

 

Reminds me very much of this by David Archuleta.

 

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