(Prayers for your children)

I do not know the path you take,
No more than I know mine.
I know not if our time be long.
‘Tis all in His design.

But if you live a long, full, life
(That’s my desire for you),
I know One Who’ll not let you down;
No matter what you do.

I’ve done my best to teach you since
The first young understanding.
I just would make one promise that
I make without demanding.

I promise prayers for you, each night.
Seems only just to me,
Since I brought you into the world,
To also show and speak what is to be.

So, to your journey’s end I speak
Each day, throughout the year,
That you will know my prayers are present
On every mountain peak. Don’t fear.

And when the valleys low press down,
My prayers are nestled there;
Fragrant with a mother’s love,
Fresh as the mountain air.

Right to your journey’s end.
But say, He could call me away.
So, if that be, I’ll still keep constantly
In prayer ~ forever and a day.

I can’t imagine Heaven
Without your sweet, sweet, face
Nor one eternal day without
Your presence in that place!

© 2004 by Joan Clifton Costner
http://underhiswings0.tripod.com