A Prayer Away

The world is full of troubles;
a lot of them are in the mind.
Worries of every kind,
which mar our waking day.
Who will listen to us,
with everything we have to say.
There is someone,
we can talk about our worries to.
They will not condemn us,
nor make us feel guilty for things we do.
We can talk to them at anytime,
come night or day,
because they are only a prayer away.

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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