Evelyn Judy Buehler

March 18, 1953 - Chicago

The Poet's Prayer

That my words bring to others comfort and joy,
And will remind them of small moments we enjoy,
Like when the midnight sky, touches the cool sea,
And the empty blackness ahead, resounds sweetly.

To give abundant hope to those who are striving,
Like the orange skies of new dawn just arriving!
That I may provide the sad or lonely a new friend,
That will be revisited in print again and again.

Like the unexpected glad hours of beauty's visits,
And blooms spreading delight from places they sit,
In loud colors that shout along the paths of summer,
As Summer himself outshines very other blossomer!

That I can remind people to stop look and listen,
Touch cool diamond dewdrops and see them glisten,
And observe Your various acts of kindness all about,
That is evidence of Your great love, without a doubt!
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