dear lord, i come unto u....

im thankful for everything u do....

every nite i pray to u....

every nite i think to myself with out u, i'd be a lost fool...

I just thank u lord for loving me...

and when i get there one day, i will face u to judge me....

lord i thank u for being by my side...

one day i will be with u, and won't have to hear no more cry's...

lord i love u, this is only prayer one...

lord im going to keep on praying, cause i've just begun....
Dear lord, thanks for this poem,
You are guiding us through the dark
In the wisdom of a loving poet.
I like it nicholetta. I've just written a prayer myself nut I havent' translated it yet. But ...
God doesn't judge us... and ... maybe He doesn't need our prayers... is just the tip we give to waiters... maybe He doesn't love us really... or He loves us too deep maybe... or maybe He's fed up... with how we think He's interested in us... but what is sure... and I know 'cos I met Him once... He loves tequila, Clapton... He's here with us.
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How many frogs did you eat, or was it the snails ahhhhh?
Frogs? Snails? Are you nuts? We eat pork here. With lemon sauce, cheese and mushrooms. And prickles.
In the bathroom, dear?
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Behave yourself. This topic started with a beautiful poem and ends in your vulgarities. Rusinica, rusinica. In English this is kind a shameless, shamelesss.