"My prayer"


My prayer

There wasn’t Saint Joseph name
in my long, long poetry.
I am saying my prayer again,
that he sends my future husband to me.

I ask myself, if I like this waiting
With pure, chaste heart.
A marriage should be based on a friendship. –
John Paul II taught us.

Where are You, my Prince?
I hope I will meet You.
My love isn’t extinguish,
but based, I hope, on the right clue.

Our faith gives us a hope
of this and eternal life
and if my attempts don’t stop,
the new light of it will begin.
                                    Sat. 21 – st Apr. 2011 8:15
                                    Great Saturday
                                    Kolonia Golice



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