P. S. I Love You

Hello Dear Jesus
I’ve come again to pray
Thank you for my baseball
And the truck I lost today.

I try my best to keep them

Put away when not in use

But sometimes I forget

Daddy says that’s no excuse.

He really didn’t mean it

I’m just a little kid

My rememberer forgets

And Daddy pops his lid.

I heard my parents argue

I’m really not sure why

I heard them saying something

About a little white lie.

I didn’t mean to listen

I know they’d be surprised

To know that I had heard them

And I saw my Mommy cry.

My Mommy and my Daddy

Both love me very much

It’s just that Daddy's tired

And Mommy seems to fuss.

I know that you can fix them

And make them smile again

So I’ll go to bed now Jesus

And leave it in your hands.

Just one more thing though Jesus

Before my prayer is through

I really love my parents

And… P. S. I Love YOU!

XXXOOOXXX

© 2005 Marie Williams