posted on Dec, 16 2011 @ 08:45 PM
This a story about a young girl lived with foster parents after her mom and father were killed in an accident. I guess she never adapted to the
change. I call it,
A little child knelt on the floor, beside a worn out bed.
With tear filled eyes so pitifully, they watched her bow her head.
"Dear God" she prayed in solomn tones, "I know you will hear my prayer"
"For though I'm blind and all alone, I know that you are there"
"Mom read me The Bible and Daddy told me of your love."
"They said your always watching, from your kingdom high above."
"So please hear my prayer as Mom said you could do"
"Please take me to heaven, to live with mom, dad and you."
It was on the following morning, when the night had turned to day.
They knew that God had heard her prayer, for He had taken her away.
Yes their harts are saddened, and they just can't seem to forget.
That little girl with golden curls, they are thinking of her yet.
Yes I too am hurting for the love I cannot share.
My mind can't erase the tear streaked face,
or the words of little Julies prayer.