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I PRAY

by Regina Frazier

 

I pray

Every day I sit in my room and pray...
That god would send me a friend
One that wouldn't see me for what I am on the outside,
but what was on the inside.

For someone that wouldn't take me for granted,
for being the friend that I was.
Whom I wouldn't take for granted either.

 

For someone that would spend time with me,
that thought about the things that they could give me,
the same way that I would give to them.

That knows that the best gift to give in the world to give
is the gift of love and affection, of time and listening.
Who knew that the whole concept of being a friend,
was to stand aside and listen in order to let that person to grow.

A true friend that was going to be there for me no matter what.

That night I recieved my answer...

After nights and nights of asking I came to god and asked why He didn't answer my prayers. He responded by saying to me "what all have I done for you". So I said..

"You stood beside me through all things that I thought couldn't be accomplished and they were".

"You help me smile after hours and hours of crying".

"It never mattered to you that I wasn't the richest person in the world when it came to you
giving me advice".

"You have always been here for me during trial and tribulations".

 

Finally I said "all together you have been a good friend".

I looked at him and he said "Why give you something that you already have? I am the friend that you are looking for. The one that is not selfish , loving and listens. The one that
you have looked for and you have found. And I love you."

 

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