A Heal All
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Barry Middleton
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Guess I forgot to pray;
that's not the cause
of my dismay.
The lonely part is waiting,
and all this midnight
annotating.
I don't like to admit
jumbled feelings
I acquit.
The poems hide my fears,
my sadness, doubts,
and acrid tears.
I pen this quiet prayer;
I know that it was
always there.
I hope that heaven hears.
I have not prayed
for many years.
But when these feelings fall
I think, perhaps
prayer can heal all.
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