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Joye Keele

Mother's Prayer

Dear Father,

I give my son to you - to your service.

Please take care of him.

I won't be there

to wake him up in the morning;

to make his lunch;

to help him when he's sick;

to encourage him;

to talk him through his frustrations;

to teach him the ways of the world.

I have loved him and tried to teach him the things of life.

Now I give him to you freely - even gladly,

but please

encircle him in your protecting arms;

kiss his "owies", especially the "owies" of the soul;

buoy up his spirit;

guide him;

listen to him;

and send him back to me a refined spirit - a better man.

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