i.

Dear lord
This is a quick prayer;
For someone in despair
Mine queen, and mine world.

ii.

Dear lord
The demons art messing with her head;
Making her doubt her worth
If anyone shalt suffer, let me instead.

iii.

Dear lord
She's the angel thou hath sent me;
She uplift's me and correct's me
Canst thou now please stimulate her.

iv.

Dear lord
Please don't taketh her away;
She's the breathe in mine lung's, mine night and day
The blood in mine heart, that runneth in mine vein's.

v.

Dear lord
Heavenly Father;
Put me upon her cross
Taketh her down, put me up, I'll dieth slowly for her to live.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication