I Had to Pray

I saw you holding a child today,
It was oh so natural—
Like you were born to be a beautiful mother,
Every since your parents dream of you came true.

I know you’ve had your dark nights,
I have too.
But may I say,

That in the light of this spring day,
With a giggling child at your sway,
I had to pray.

“Dear Lord, make Maggie’s bulimia go away,
Make your peace here to stay,
Then give her a gift,
That makes her heart lift,
Up to the sky,
A truth that cannot lie,
A child so funny and smart,
With loving parents and a sacred heart.”

Maybe it won’t be me and you,
But I hope this prayer be true,
So the angels may break through,
And turn the midnight black,
Into ocean blue.